1 In you, O LORD, I have sought refuge; let me never be put to shame.
2 By your righteousness rescue me and set me free; turn your ear to me and save me.
3 Be for me a rock to dwell in, where I can always go; you have commanded my salvation, for you are my crag and my stronghold.
4 My God, deliver me from the hand of the wicked, from the clutch of the wrongdoer and the cruel.
5 For you are my hope, Lord GOD, my confidence since my youth.
6 On you I have relied from the womb; from my mother's belly you drew me out; my praise is always about you.
7 I have been like a wonder to many, but you are my strong shelter.
8 My mouth is full of your praise, of your glory all day long.
9 Do not throw me aside in my old age; when my strength fails, do not abandon me.
10 For my enemies talk about me, and those who watch for my soul plot together,
11 saying, "God has abandoned him; chase him and catch him, for no one will rescue him."
12 O God, do not stay far from me; my God, hurry to my help!
13 May those who oppose my soul be shamed and brought to an end; may those who seek my hurt be covered with reproach and dishonor.
14 As for me, I will always hope, and I will add to all your praise.
15 My mouth will recount your righteousness, your salvation all day long, though I cannot know their sum.
16 I will go in the strength of the Lord GOD; I will call to mind your righteousness, yours only.
17 O God, since my youth you have taught me, and until now I proclaim your wonders.
18 And even to old age and gray hair, O God, do not abandon me, until I proclaim your arm to the next generation, your power to everyone who is to come.
19 And your righteousness, O God, is high as the heavens; you have done great things. O God, who is like you?
20 You who have shown me many hard troubles will give me life again, and from the depths of the earth you will bring me up again.
21 You will multiply my greatness and turn again to comfort me.
22 I too will thank you with the harp for your truth, my God; I will make music to you on the lyre, O Holy One of Israel.
23 My lips will sing for joy as I make music to you, and my soul too, which you have ransomed.
24 My tongue also will speak of your righteousness all day, for those who seek my harm have been shamed and abashed.