Psalm 71

1 To you, Lord, have I come for shelter:
    let me never be put to shame.
2 In your righteousness rescue and deliver me:
    incline your ear to me and save me.
3 Be for me a rock of refuge, a fortress to defend me:
    for you are my high rock, and my stronghold.
4 Rescue me, O my God, from the hand of the wicked:
    from the grasp of the pitiless and unjust.
5 For you, Lord, are my hope:
    you are my confidence, O God, from my youth upward.
6 On you have I leaned since my birth:
    you are he that brought me out of my mother's womb, and my praise is of you continually.
7 I have become as a fearful warning to many:
    but you are my strength and my refuge.
8 My mouth shall be filled with your praises:
    I shall sing of your glory all the day long.
9 Cast me not away in the time of old age:
    nor forsake me when my strength fails.
10 For my enemies speak against me:
    and those that watch for my life conspire together, saying,
11 'God has forsaken him:
    pursue him, take him, for there is none to save him.'
12 Be not far from me, O God:
    my God, make haste to help me.
13 Let my adversaries be confounded and put to shame:
    let those who seek my hurt be covered with scorn and disgrace.
14 As for me, I will wait in hope continually:
    and I will praise you more and more.
15 My mouth shall speak of your righteousness all the day:
    and tell of your salvation, though it exceeds my telling.
16 I will begin with the mighty acts of the Lord my God:
    and declare your righteous dealing-yours alone.
17 O God, you have taught me from my youth upward:
    and to this day, I proclaim your marvellous works.
18 Forsake me not, O God, in my old age, when I am grey-headed:
    till I have shown the strength of your arm to future generations, and your might to those that come after.
19 Your righteousness, O God, reaches to the heavens:
    great are the things that you have done; O God, who is like you?
20 You have burdened me with many and bitter troubles, O turn and renew me:
    and raise me up again from the depths of the earth.
21 Bless me beyond my former greatness:
    O turn to me again, and comfort me.
22 Then will I praise you upon the lute for your faithfulness, O my God:
    and sing your praises to the harp, O Holy One of Israel.
23 My lips shall rejoice in my singing:
    and my soul also, for you have ransomed me.
24 My tongue shall speak of your righteous dealing all the day long:
    for they shall be put to shame and disgraced that seek to do me evil.