| 1 | {To the chief Musician. A Psalm of David.} In thee, Jehovah, do I trust; let me never be ashamed: deliver me in thy righteousness. |
| 2 | Incline thine ear to me, deliver me speedily; be a strong rock to me, a house of defence to save me. |
| 3 | For thou art my rock and my fortress; and, for thy name's sake, thou wilt lead me and guide me. |
| 4 | Draw me out of the net that they have hidden for me; for thou art my strength. |
| 5 | Into thy hand I commit my spirit: thou hast redeemed me, Jehovah, [thou] uGod of truth. |
| 6 | I have hated them that observe lying vanities; and as for me, I have confided in Jehovah. |
| 7 | I will be glad and rejoice in thy loving-kindness, for thou hast seen mine affliction; thou hast known the troubles of my soul, |
| 8 | And hast not shut me up into the hand of the enemy: thou hast set my feet in a large place. |
| 9 | Be gracious unto me, Jehovah, for I am in trouble: mine eye wasteth away with vexation, my soul and my belly. |
| 10 | For my life is spent with sorrow, and my years with sighing; my strength faileth through mine iniquity, and my bones are wasted. |
| 11 | More than to all mine oppressors, I am become exceedingly a reproach, even to my neighbours, and a fear to mine acquaintance: they that see me without flee from me. |
| 12 | I am forgotten in [their] heart as a dead man; I am become like a broken vessel. |
| 13 | For I have heard the slander of many -- terror on every side -- when they take counsel together against me: they plot to take away my life. |
| 14 | But I confided in thee, Jehovah; I said, thou art my God. |
| 15 | My times are in thy hand: deliver me from the hand of mine enemies, and from my persecutors. |
| 16 | Make thy face to shine upon thy servant; save me in thy loving-kindness. |
| 17 | Jehovah, let me not be ashamed; for I have called upon thee: let the wicked be ashamed, let them be silent in Sheol. |
| 18 | Let the lying lips become dumb, which speak insolently against the righteous in pride and contempt. |
| 19 | [Oh] how great is thy goodness, which thou hast laid up for them that fear thee, [which] thou hast wrought for them that trust in thee, before the sons of men! |
| 20 | Thou keepest them concealed in the secret of thy presence from the conspiracies of man; thou hidest them in a pavilion from the strife of tongues. |
| 21 | Blessed be Jehovah; for he hath shewn me wondrously his loving-kindness in a strong city. |
| 22 | As for me, I said in my haste, I am cut off from before thine eyes; nevertheless thou heardest the voice of my supplications when I cried unto thee. |
| 23 | Love Jehovah, all ye his saints. Jehovah preserveth the faithful, and plentifully requiteth the proud doer. |
| 24 | Be strong, and let your heart take courage, all ye that hope in Jehovah. |
