Psalms 71
1 In you, LORD, I take refuge. Never let me be disappointed.
A psalm for David. Of the sons of Jonadab, and the former captives. In thee, O Lord, I have hoped, let me never be put to confusion:
2 Deliver me in your righteousness, and rescue me. Turn your ear to me, and save me.
Deliver me in thy justice, and rescue me. Incline thy ear unto me, and save me.
3 Be to me a rock of refuge to which I may always go. Give the command to save me, for you are my rock and my fortress.
Be thou unto me a God, a protector, and a place of strength: that thou mayst make me safe. For thou art my firmament and my refuge.
4 Rescue me, my God, from the hand of the wicked, from the hand of the unrighteous and cruel man.
Deliver me, O my God, out of the hand of the sinner, and out of the hand of the transgressor of the law and of the unjust.
5 For you are my hope, LORD; my confidence from my youth.
For thou art my patience, O Lord: my hope, O Lord, from my youth;
6 I have relied on you from the womb. From my mother's womb you are my strength. I will always praise you.
By thee have I been confirmed from the womb: from my mother’s womb thou art my protector. Of thee shall I continually sing:
7 I am a marvel to many, but you are my strong refuge.
I run become unto many as a wonder, but thou art a strong helper.
8 My mouth shall be filled with your praise, with your honor all the day.
Let my mouth be filled with praise, that I may sing thy glory; thy greatness all the day long.
9 Do not reject me in my old age. Do not forsake me when my strength fails.
Cast me not off in the time of old age: when my strength shall fail, do not thou forsake me.
10 For my enemies talk about me. Those who watch for my soul conspire together,
For my enemies have spoken against me; and they that watched my soul have consulted together,
11 saying, "God has forsaken him. Pursue and take him, for no one will rescue him."
Saying: God hath forsaken him: pursue and take him, for there is none to deliver him.
12 God, do not be far from me. My God, hurry to help me.
O God, be not thou far from me: O my God, make haste to my help.
13 Let my accusers be put to shame and consumed. Let them be covered with disgrace and scorn who want to harm me.
Let them be confounded and come to nothing that detract my soul; let them be covered with confusion and shame that seek my hurt.
14 But I will always hope, and will add to all of your praise.
But I will always hope; and will add to all thy praise.
15 My mouth will tell about your righteousness, and of your salvation all day, though I do not know its full measure.
My mouth shall shew forth thy justice; thy salvation all the day long. Because I have not known learning,
16 I will come with the mighty acts of the LORD. I will make mention of your righteousness, even of yours alone.
I will enter into the powers of the Lord: O Lord, I will be mindful of thy justice alone.
17 God, you have taught me from my youth. Until now, I have declared your wondrous works.
Thou hast taught me, O God, from my youth: and till now I will declare thy wonderful works.
18 Yes, even when I am old and gray-haired, God, do not forsake me, until I have declared your strength to the next generation, your might to everyone who is to come.
And unto old age and grey hairs: O God, forsake me not, Until I shew forth thy arm to all the generation that is to come: Thy power,
19 Your righteousness also, God, reaches to the heavens; you have done great things. God, who is like you?
And thy justice, O God, even to the highest great things thou hast done: O God, who is like to thee?
20 You, who have shown us many and bitter troubles, you will let me live. You will bring us up again from the depths of the earth.
How great troubles hast thou shewn me, many and grievous: and turning thou hast brought me to life, and hast brought me back again from the depths of the earth:
21 Increase my honor, and comfort me again.
Thou hast multiplied thy magnificence; and turning to me thou hast comforted me.
22 I will also praise you with the harp for your faithfulness, my God. I sing praises to you with the lyre, Holy One of Israel.
For I will also confess to thee thy truth with the instruments of psaltery: O God, I will sing to thee with the harp, thou holy one of Israel.
23 My lips shall shout for joy. My soul, which you have redeemed, sings praises to you.
My lips shall greatly rejoice, when I shall sing to thee; and my soul which thou hast redeemed.
24 My tongue will also talk about your righteousness all day long, for they are disappointed, and they are confounded, who want to harm me.
Yea and my tongue shall meditate on thy justice all the day; when they shall be confounded and put to shame that seek evils to me.
