Psalms 71

1 In you, O Lord, I take refuge, let me never be put to shame.

In You, O YHWH, I have trusted, Do not let me be disappointed for all time.

2 In your faithfulness save me and rescue me, bend your ear to me and save me.

You deliver me in Your righteousness, And cause me to escape, Incline Your ear to me, and save me.

3 Be to me a rock of defence, a fortified house, to save me; for my rock and my fortress are you.

Be a rock to me—a habitation, To go in continually, You have given command to save me, For You [are] my rock and my bulwark.

4 Save me, my God, from the hand of the wicked, from the grasp of the unjust and cruel.

O my God, cause me to escape From the hand of the wicked, From the hand of the perverse and violent.

5 For you, Lord, are my hope, in whom from my youth I have trusted.

For You [are] my hope, O Lord YHWH, My trust from my youth.

6 On you have I leaned from my birth; from my mother’s womb it was you who did draw me. In you is my hope evermore.

I have been supported from the womb by You, You cut me out from my mother’s bowels, My praise [is] continually in You.

7 I have been as a wonder to many, for you are my refuge and strength.

I have been as a wonder to many, And You [are] my strong refuge.

8 All the day long my mouth is filled with your praise and your glory.

My mouth is filled [with] Your praise, All the day [with] Your beauty.

9 Cast me not off in the time of old age; when my strength is spent, forsake me not.

Do not cast me off at the time of old age, Do not forsake me according to the consumption of my power.

10 For my foes whisper against me, they who watch me take counsel together;

For my enemies have spoken against me, And those watching my soul have taken counsel together,

11 ‘God has left him,’ they say: ‘pursue and seize him, for he is helpless.’

Saying, “God has forsaken him, Pursue and catch him, for there is no deliverer.”

12 O God, be not far from me, haste, O my God, to my help.

O God, do not be far from me, O my God, make haste for my help.

13 Put my foes to shame and dishonour, with insult and shame be they covered.

They are ashamed, they are consumed, Who are opposing my soul, They are covered [with] reproach and blushing, Who are seeking my evil,

14 But I will never stop hoping, and more and yet more will I praise you.

And I continually wait with hope, And have added to all Your praise.

15 All the day long shall my mouth tell your faithfulness and your salvation, though I know not how they may be counted.

My mouth recounts Your righteousness, All the day Your salvation, For I have not known the numbers.

16 I will tell of the might of the Lord, and your faithfulness praise, you alone.

I come in [the] might of Lord YHWH, I mention Your righteousness—Yours alone.

17 You have taught me, O God, from my youth, and till now have I told of your wonders.

God, You have taught me from my youth, And until now I declare Your wonders.

18 Even in old age and grey hair, O God, do not forsake me. Still would I tell of your might unto all generations to come.

And also to old age and grey hairs, O God, do not forsake me, Until I declare Your strength to a generation, Your might to everyone that comes.

19 Your power and your justice, O God, extend as far as the heavens: for great are the things you have done. Who is like you, O God?

And Your righteousness, O God, [is] to the heights, Because You have done great things, O God, who [is] like You?

20 You have caused us to see troubles many, but you will revive us again. From the depths of the earth you will bring me up again.

Because You have showed me many and sad distresses, You turn back—You revive me, And from the depths of the earth, You turn back—You bring me up.

21 You will multiply my greatness, and comfort me again.

You increase my greatness, And You surround—You comfort me,

22 So with harp I will praise you, and your faithfulness, O my God; and make music to you on the lyre, O you Holy One of Israel.

I also thank You with a vessel of stringed instrument, Your truth, O my God, I sing to You with a harp, O Holy One of Israel,

23 My lips shall ring out their joy, my mouth shall sing praises to you; all of me, which you have redeemed.

My lips cry aloud when I sing praise to You, And my soul that You have redeemed,

24 Yes, all the day long shall my tongue utter your righteousness; for ashamed and confounded are they who were seeking my hurt.

My tongue also utters Your righteousness all the day, Because ashamed—because confounded, Have been those seeking my evil!