In You, O Jehovah, do I take refuge; Never let me be put to shame.

In Your righteousness deliver me and rescue me; Incline Your ear to me and save me.

Be to me a rock of habitation for me to come to continually. You have given command to save me, For You are my rock and my fortress.

My God, rescue me from the hand of the wicked, From the hand of the unjust and cruel;

For You are my hope, O Lord Jehovah, My trust from my youth.

On You I have been sustained since birth; It was You who took from my mother's womb; My praise is continually of You.

I am like a wonder to many, But You are my strong refuge.

My mouth is filled with Your praise, With Your glory, all day long.

Do not cast me off in the time of old age; When my strength fails, do not forsake me.

For my enemies speak concerning me, And those who watch for my soul take counsel together,

Saying, God has forsaken him; Pursue and lay hold of him, for there is no one to deliver him.

O God, do not be far away from me; My God, hasten to help me.

May those who are the adversaries to my soul Be put to shame and consumed; May those who seek my misfortune Wrap themselves in reproach and humiliation.

But I will hope continually And will add yet more to all Your praise.

My mouth will recount Your righteousness, Your salvation, all day long; For I do not know its full numbers.

I will come with the proof of the mighty acts of the Lord Jehovah; I will remind men of Your righteousness, Yours alone.

O God, You have taught me from my youth; And until now I have declared Your wondrous deeds.

So even into my old age and greyheadedness, O God, do not forsake me, Until I have declared Your strength Unto the next generation, Your might unto everyone who is to come.

And Your righteousness, O God, is so high, You who have done great things. O God, who is like You?

You who have shown me Many great troubles Will revive me again And bring me up again From the depths of the earth.

You will increase my greatness And will turn and comfort me.

I will also praise You with the harp, I will praise Your faithfulness, my God; I will sing psalms to You with the lyre, O Holy One of Israel.

My lips will give a ringing shout When I sing psalms to You, And my soul, which You have redeemed.

My tongue also will declare Your righteousness all day long; For they are put to shame, for they are confounded, They who seek my misfortune.