Psalms - Chapter 71 - New International Version
- In you, LORD, I have taken refuge; let me never be put to shame.
- In your righteousness, rescue me and deliver me; turn your ear to me and save me.
- Be my rock of refuge, to which I can always go; give the command to save me, for you are my rock and my fortress.
- Deliver me, my God, from the hand of the wicked, from the grasp of those who are evil and cruel.
- For you have been my hope, Sovereign LORD, my confidence since my youth.
- From birth I have relied on you; you brought me forth from my mother's womb. I will ever praise you.
- I have become a sign to many; you are my strong refuge.
- My mouth is filled with your praise, declaring your splendor all day long.
- Do not cast me away when I am old; do not forsake me when my strength is gone.
- For my enemies speak against me; those who wait to kill me conspire together.
- They say, "God has forsaken him; pursue him and seize him, for no one will rescue him."
- Do not be far from me, my God; come quickly, God, to help me.
- May my accusers perish in shame; may those who want to harm me be covered with scorn and disgrace.
- As for me, I will always have hope; I will praise you more and more.
- My mouth will tell of your righteous deeds, of your saving acts all day long — though I know not how to relate them all.
- I will come and proclaim your mighty acts, Sovereign LORD; I will proclaim your righteous deeds, yours alone.
- Since my youth, God, you have taught me, and to this day I declare your marvelous deeds.
- Even when I am old and gray, do not forsake me, my God, till I declare your power to the next generation, your mighty acts to all who are to come.
- Your righteousness, God, reaches to the heavens, you who have done great things. Who is like you, God?
- Though you have made me see troubles, many and bitter, you will restore my life again; from the depths of the earth you will again bring me up.
- You will increase my honor and comfort me once more.
- I will praise you with the harp for your faithfulness, my God; I will sing praise to you with the lyre, Holy One of Israel.
- My lips will shout for joy when I sing praise to you — I whom you have delivered.
- My tongue will tell of your righteous acts all day long, for those who wanted to harm me have been put to shame and confusion.