Shared Word Translation
Psalm 71
In you, O LORD, I have taken refuge;
let me never be put to shame.
In your righteousness, deliver me and rescue me;
incline your ear to me and save me.
Be to me a rock of refuge,
to which I may continually come;
you have given 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 the unjust and cruel.
For you are my hope, O Lord GOD,
my trust from my youth.
Upon you I have relied from my birth;
it was you who took me from my mother's womb.
My praise is continually of you.
I have been a wonder to many,
but you are my strong refuge.
My mouth is filled with your praise,
and with your glory all day.
Do not cast me off in the time of old age;
do not forsake me when my strength fails.
For my enemies speak against me,
those who watch for my life consult together,
saying, "God has forsaken him,
pursue and seize him,
for there is none to deliver."
O God, do not be far from me;
my God, hasten to help me.
Let those who are adversaries of my soul
be ashamed and consumed;
let them be covered with reproach and dishonor,
who seek my hurt.
But I will hope continually,
and will praise you more and more.
My mouth will tell of your righteousness,
of your salvation all day long,
though I know not their numbers.
I will come in the strength of the Lord GOD;
I will make mention of your righteousness, yours alone.
O God, you have taught me from my youth,
and I still declare your wondrous deeds.
Even to old age and gray hairs,
O God, do not forsake me,
until I declare your power to the next generation,
your might to all who are to come.
Your righteousness, O God, reaches to the high heavens,
you who have done great things.
O God, who is like you?
You who have shown me many troubles and evils,
you will restore my life again;
from the depths of the earth you will bring me up again.
You will increase my greatness
and comfort me once more.
I will also praise you with the harp
for your faithfulness, O my God;
I will sing praises to you with the lyre,
O Holy One of Israel.
My lips will shout for joy
when I sing praises to you,
my soul, which you have redeemed.
My tongue will declare your righteousness
all day long,
for they have been put to shame, for they have been humiliated,
those who seek to harm me.