[1] In thee, O LORD, do I take refuge; let me never be put to shame! [2] In
thy righteousness deliver me and rescue me; incline thy ear to me, and save
me! [3] Be thou to me a rock of refuge, a strong fortress, to save me, for
thou art my rock and my fortress. [4] Rescue me, O my God, from the hand of
the wicked, from the grasp of the unjust and cruel man. [5] For thou, O
Lord, art my hope, my trust, O LORD, from my youth. [6] Upon thee I have
leaned from my birth; thou art he who took me from my mother's womb. My
praise is continually of thee. [7] I have been as a portent to many; but
thou art my strong refuge. [8] My mouth is filled with thy praise, and with
thy glory all the day. [9] Do not cast me off in the time of old age;
forsake me not when my strength is spent. [10] For my enemies speak
concerning me, those who watch for my life consult together, [11] and say,
"God has forsaken him; pursue and seize him, for there is none to deliver
him." [12] O God, be not far from me; O my God, make haste to help me! [13]
May my accusers be put to shame and consumed; with scorn and disgrace may
they be covered who seek my hurt. [14] But I will hope continually, and
will praise thee yet more and more. [15] My mouth will tell of thy
righteous acts, of thy deeds of salvation all the day, for their number is
past my knowledge. [16] With the mighty deeds of the Lord GOD I will come,
I will praise thy righteousness, thine alone. [17] O God, from my youth
thou hast taught me, and I still proclaim thy wondrous deeds. [18] So even
to old age and gray hairs, O God, do not forsake me, till I proclaim thy
might to all the generations to come. Thy power [19] and thy righteousness,
O God, reach the high heavens. Thou who hast done great things, O God, who
is like thee? [20] Thou who hast made me see many sore troubles wilt revive
me again; from the depths of the earth thou wilt bring me up again. [21]
Thou wilt increase my honor, and comfort me again. [22] I will also praise
thee with the harp for thy faithfulness, O my God; I will sing praises to
thee with the lyre, O Holy One of Israel. [23] My lips will shout for joy,
when I sing praises to thee; my soul also, which thou hast rescued. [24]
And my tongue will talk of thy righteous help all the day long, for they
have been put to shame and disgraced who sought to do me hurt.