Psalm 71

1In you, Yahweh, I take refuge; never let me be put to shame.

2In your righteousness rescue me and deliver me; turn your ear to me and save me.

3Be my rock of shelter, where I can always come; you have given the command to save me, for you are my rock and my fortress.

4My God, deliver me from the hand of the wicked, from the grip of the unjust and the cruel.

5For you are my hope, Lord Yahweh, my trust from my youth.

6I have leaned on you from birth; you brought me out of my mother’s womb. My praise is always of you.

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

8My mouth is filled with your praise, with your splendor all day long.

9Do not cast me off in the time of old age; do not abandon me when my strength fails.

10For my enemies talk about me, and those who watch for my life plot together,

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

12God, do not be far from me; my God, hurry to help me!

13Let those who accuse me be put to shame and consumed; let those who seek my harm be wrapped in insult and disgrace.

14But as for me, I will always hope, and I will add to all your praise.

15My mouth will tell of your righteousness, of your salvation all day long, though I do not know how to count it all.

16I will come with the mighty deeds of Lord Yahweh; I will proclaim your righteousness, yours alone.

17God, you have taught me from my youth, and to this day I declare your wonders.

18Even to old age and gray hair, God, do not abandon me, until I declare your strength to this generation, your might to all who are to come.

19Your righteousness, God, reaches to the heights; you have done great things. God, who is like you?

20You who have made me see many troubles and hardships will give me life again; from the depths of the earth you will bring me up again.

21You will increase my greatness and turn to comfort me again.

22I also will praise you with the harp for your faithfulness, my God; I will sing praises to you with the lyre, Holy One of Israel.

23My lips will shout for joy when I sing praises to you, and so will my soul, which you have redeemed.

24My tongue also will talk of your righteousness all day long, for those who seek my harm have been put to shame and humiliated.