Psalms 70

1 To him excelleth. A Psalme of David to put in remembrance. O God, haste thee to deliuer mee: make haste to helpe me, O Lord.

[For the Chief Musician. By David. A reminder.] Hurry, God, to deliver me. Come quickly to help me, LORD.

2 Let them be confounded and put to shame, that seeke my soule: let them bee turned backewarde and put to rebuke, that desire mine hurt.

Let them be put to shame and confounded who seek my soul. Let those who desire my ruin be turned back in disgrace.

3 Let them be turned backe for a rewarde of their shame, which said, Aha, aha.

Let them be turned back because of their shame who say to me, "Aha. Aha."

4 But let all those that seeke thee, be ioyfull and glad in thee, and let all that loue thy saluation, say alwaies, God be praised.

Let all those who seek you rejoice and be glad in you. Let those who love your salvation continually say, "Let God be exalted."

5 Nowe I am poore and needie: O God, make haste to me: thou art mine helper, and my deliuerer: O Lord, make no tarying.

But I am poor and needy. Come to me quickly, God. You are my help and my deliverer. LORD, do not delay.