|In thee, O LORD, do I take refuge; |
let me never be put to shame!
|In thy righteousness deliver me and rescue me; |
incline thy ear to me, and save me!
|Be thou to me a rock of refuge, |
a strong fortress, to save me,
for thou art my rock and my fortress.
|Rescue me, O my God, from the hand of the wicked, |
from the grasp of the unjust and cruel man.
|For thou, O Lord, art my hope, |
my trust, O LORD, from my youth.
|Upon thee I have leaned from my birth; |
thou art he who took me from my mother's womb.
My praise is continually of thee.
|I have been as a portent to many; |
but thou art my strong refuge.
|My mouth is filled with thy praise, |
and with thy glory all the day.
|Do not cast me off in the time of old age; |
forsake me not when my strength is spent.
|For my enemies speak concerning me, |
those who watch for my life consult together,
|and say, "God has forsaken him; |
pursue and seize him,
for there is none to deliver him."
|O God, be not far from me; |
O my God, make haste to help me!
|May my accusers be put to shame and consumed; |
with scorn and disgrace may they be covered who seek my hurt.
|But I will hope continually, |
and will praise thee yet more and more.
|My mouth will tell of thy righteous acts, |
of thy deeds of salvation all the day,
for their number is past my knowledge.
|With the mighty deeds of the Lord GOD I will come, |
I will praise thy righteousness, thine alone.
|O God, from my youth thou hast taught me, |
and I still proclaim thy wondrous deeds.
|So even to old age and gray hairs, O God, do not forsake me, till I proclaim thy might to all the generations to come. Thy power|
|and thy righteousness, O God, |
reach the high heavens.
Thou who hast done great things,
|Thou who hast made me see many sore troubles wilt revive me again; |
from the depths of the earth thou wilt bring me up again.
|Thou wilt increase my honor, |
and comfort me again.
|I will also praise thee with the harp for thy faithfulness, O my God; |
I will sing praises to thee with the lyre, O Holy One of Israel.
|My lips will shout for joy, when I sing praises to thee; |
my soul also, which thou hast rescued.
|And my tongue will talk of thy righteous help all the day long, |
for they have been put to shame and disgraced who sought to do me hurt.
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