Psalms, 71

¹ In you, O Jehovah, I have taken refuge. O may I never be ashamed.

² In your righteousness may you deliver me and provide me with escape. Incline to me your ear and save me.

³ Become to me a rock fortress into which to enter constantly. You must command to save me, For you are my crag and my stronghold.

⁴ O my God, provide me with escape from the hand of the wicked one, From the palm of the one acting unjustly and oppressively.

⁵ For you are my hope, O Sovereign Lord Jehovah, my confidence from my youth.

⁶ Upon you I have supported myself from the belly; You are the One severing me even from the inward parts of my mother. In you my praise is constantly.

⁷ I have become just like a miracle to many people; But you are my strong refuge.

⁸ My mouth is filled with your praise, All day long with your beauty.

⁹ Do not throw me away in the time of old age; Just when my power is failing, do not leave me.

¹⁰ For my enemies have said in regard to me, And the very ones keeping watch for my soul have jointly exchanged counsel,

¹¹ Saying: “God himself has left him. Pursue and catch him, for there is no deliverer.”

¹² O God, do not keep far away from me. O my God, do hurry to my assistance.

¹³ May those be ashamed, may those come to their end, who are resisting my soul. May those cover themselves with reproach and humiliation who are seeking calamity for me.

¹⁴ But as for me, I shall wait constantly, And I will add to all your praise.

¹⁵ My own mouth will recount your righteousness, All day long your salvation, For I have not come to know the numbers [of them].

¹⁶ I shall come in grand mightiness, O Sovereign Lord Jehovah; I shall mention your righteousness, yours alone.

¹⁷ O God, you have taught me from my youth on, And until now I keep telling about your wonderful works.

¹⁸ And even until old age and gray-headedness, O God, do not leave me, Until I may tell about your arm to the generation, To all those who are to come, about your mightiness.

¹⁹ Your righteousness, O God, is up to the height; As respects the great things that you have done, O God, who is like you?

²⁰ Because you have made me^*1 see many distresses and calamities, May you revive me again; And from the watery deeps^*2 of the earth may you again bring me up.

²¹ May you enlarge my greatness, And may you surround [and] comfort me.

²² I too, I shall laud you on an instrument of a stringed sort, As regards your trueness, O my God. I will make melody to you on the harp, O Holy One of Israel.

²³ My lips will cry out joyfully when I am inclined to make melody to you, Even my soul that you have redeemed.

²⁴ Also, my own tongue, all day long, will utter in an undertone your righteousness, For they have become ashamed, for they have become abashed, who are seeking calamity for me.