Psalms 71 (YLT) - Holy Bible

¹In Thee, O Jehovah, I have trusted, Let me not be ashamed to the age.

²In Thy righteousness Thou dost deliver me, And dost cause me to escape, Incline unto me Thine ear, and save me.

³Be to me for a rock -- a habitation, To go in continually, Thou hast given command to save me, For my rock and my bulwark `art' Thou.

⁴O my God, cause me to escape From the hand of the wicked, From the hand of the perverse and violent.

⁵For Thou `art' my hope, O Lord Jehovah, My trust from my youth.

⁶By Thee I have been supported from the womb, From my mother's bowels Thou dost cut me out, In Thee `is' my praise continually.

⁷As a wonder I have been to many, And Thou `art' my strong refuge.

⁸Filled is my mouth `with' Thy praise, All the day `with' Thy beauty.

⁹Cast me not off at the time of old age, According to the consumption of my power forsake me not.

¹⁰For mine enemies have spoken against me, And those watching my soul have taken counsel together,

¹¹Saying, `God hath forsaken him, Pursue and catch him, for there is no deliverer.'

¹²O God, be not far from me, O my God, for my help make haste.

¹³They are ashamed, they are consumed, Who are opposing my soul, They are covered `with' reproach and blushing, Who are seeking my evil,

¹⁴And I continually do wait with hope, And have added unto all Thy praise.

¹⁵My mouth recounteth Thy righteousness, All the day Thy salvation, For I have not known the numbers.

¹⁶I come in the might of the Lord Jehovah, I mention Thy righteousness -- Thine only.

¹⁷God, Thou hast taught me from my youth, And hitherto I declare Thy wonders.

¹⁸And also unto old age and grey hairs, O God, forsake me not, Till I declare Thy strength to a generation, To every one that cometh Thy might.

¹⁹And Thy righteousness, O God, `is' unto the heights, Because Thou hast done great things, O God, who `is' like Thee?

²⁰Because Thou hast showed me many and sad distresses, Thou turnest back -- Thou revivest me, And from the depths of the earth, Thou turnest back -- Thou bringest me up.

²¹Thou dost increase my greatness, And Thou surroundest -- Thou comfortest me,

²²I also thank Thee with a vessel of psaltery, Thy truth, O my God, I sing to Thee with a harp, O Holy One of Israel,

²³My lips cry aloud when I sing praise to Thee, And my soul that Thou hast redeemed,

²⁴My tongue also all the day uttereth Thy righteousness, Because ashamed -- because confounded, Have been those seeking my evil!