Psalm 71

Be My Rock of Refuge

¹ In You, O LORD, I have taken refuge; let me never be put to shame.

² In Your justice, rescue and deliver me; incline Your ear and save me.

³ Be my rock of refuge, where I can always go. Give the command to save me, for You are my rock and my fortress.

⁴ Deliver me, O my God, from the hand of the wicked, from the grasp of the unjust and ruthless.

⁵ For You are my hope, O Lord GOD, my confidence from my youth.

⁶ I have leaned on You since birth; You pulled me from my mother’s womb. My praise is always for You.

⁷ I have become a portent to many, but You are my strong refuge.

⁸ My mouth is filled with Your praise and with Your splendor all day long.

⁹ Do not discard me in my old age; do not forsake me when my strength fails.

¹⁰ For my enemies speak against me, and those who lie in wait for my life conspire,

¹¹ saying, “God has forsaken him; pursue him and seize him, for there is no one to rescue him.”

¹² Be not far from me, O God. Hurry, O my God, to help me.

¹³ May the accusers of my soul be ashamed and consumed; may those who seek my harm be covered with scorn and disgrace.

¹⁴ But I will always hope and will praise You more and more.

¹⁵ My mouth will declare Your righteousness and Your salvation all day long, though I cannot know their full measure.

¹⁶ I will come in the strength of the Lord GOD; I will proclaim Your righteousness—Yours alone.

¹⁷ O God, You have taught me from my youth, and to this day I proclaim Your marvelous deeds.

¹⁸ Even when I am old and gray, do not forsake me, O God, until I proclaim Your power to the next generation, Your might to all who are to come.

¹⁹ Your righteousness reaches to the heavens, O God, You who have done great things. Who, O God, is like You?

²⁰ Though You have shown me many troubles and misfortunes, You will revive me once again. Even from the depths of the earth You will bring me back up.

²¹ You will increase my honor and comfort me once again.

²² So I will praise You with the harp for Your faithfulness, O my God; I will sing praise to You with the lyre, O Holy One of Israel.

²³ When I sing praise to You my lips will shout for joy, along with my soul, which You have redeemed.

²⁴ My tongue will indeed proclaim Your righteousness all day long, for those who seek my harm are disgraced and confounded.