Psalm 71

In te, Domine, speravi
In you, O Lord, have I put my trust; *
let me never be put to shame.
Rescue me and deliver me in your righteousness; *
incline your ear to me and save me.
Be my rock and my refuge, where I may always return; *
you have promised to help me, for you are my stronghold and my fortress.
Deliver me, O my God, out of the hand of the ungodly, *
out of the hand of the unrighteous and the cruel.
For you, O Lord God, are the one I long for; *
you are my hope, even from my youth.
Through you have I been upheld ever since I was born; *
you took me out of my mother’s womb; my praise shall be always of you.
I have become a portent to many; *
but you are my refuge and my strength.
O let my mouth be filled with your praise *
that I may sing of your glory all the day long.
Cast me not away in the time of old age; *
forsake me not when my strength fails me.
For my enemies speak against me, and those who lie in wait for my life take counsel together. *
They say, “God has forsaken him; pursue him and take him, for there is none to deliver him.”
Go not far from me, O God; *
my God, make haste to help me.
Let those who are my adversaries be confounded and perish; *
let those who seek to do me evil be covered with shame and dishonor.
As for me, I will always patiently abide, *
and will praise you more and more.
My mouth shall speak daily of your righteousness and salvation, *
for I know not the end of them.
I will go forth in the strength of the Lord God, *
and will make mention of your righteousness, yours alone.
You, O God, have taught me from my youth, *
even to this day I am telling of your wondrous works.
Forsake me not, O God, in my old age, when I am gray-headed, *
until I have proclaimed your strength to this generation, and your power to all those who are yet to come.
Your righteousness, O God, reaches to the heavens; *
you have done great things. Who is like you, O God?
Oh, what great troubles and adversities you have shown me! And yet you have turned and refreshed me; *
indeed, you have brought me again from the depths of the earth.
You have brought me to great honor *
and comforted me on every side;
Therefore will I praise you and your faithfulness, O God, playing on a stringed instrument; *
to you will I sing with the harp, O Holy One of Israel.
My lips will rejoice when I sing to you, *
and so will my soul, which you have delivered.
My tongue also shall speak of your righteousness all the day long, *
for they are confounded and brought to shame who seek to do me evil.