Psalms 70

¹A Psalm for David, of the sons of Jonadab, and the former captives. In thee o Lord I have hoped, let me not be confounded for ever:

²in thy justice deliver me, and receive me. Incline thine ear to me and save me.

³Be unto me for a God protector, and for a fenced place: that thou mayst save me: Because thou art my firmament, and my refuge.

⁴My God deliver me out of the hand of the sinner, and out of the hand of him that doth against the law, and of the unjust.

⁵Because thou art my patience, o Lord; o Lord my hope from my youth.

⁶Upon thee have I been confirmed from the womb: from my mother's belly thou art my protector. In thee is my singing always:

⁷I was made to many as a wonder: & thou art a strong helper.

⁸Let my mouth be filled with praise, that I may sing thy glory: all the day thy greatness.

⁹Reject me not in the time of old age: when my strength shall fail, forsake me not.

¹⁰Because mine enemies have said to me: and they that watched my soul consulted together.

¹¹saying: God hath forsaken him, pursue, and take him: because there is none to deliver.

¹²O God be not far from me: my God have respect to mine aid.

¹³Let them be confounded & fail that detract from my soul: let them be covered with confusion and shame, that seek evils to me.

¹⁴But I will always hope: and will add upon all thy praise.

¹⁵My mouth shall shew forth thy justice: all the day thy salvation. Because I have not known learning, I will enter into the powers of our Lord:

¹⁶O Lord I will be mindful of thy justice only.

¹⁷O God thou hast taught me from my youth: and until now I will pronounce thy marvelous works.

¹⁸And unto ancient age, and old age: o God, forsake me not? Until I shew forth thy arm to all the generation, that is to come. Thy might,

¹⁹and thy justice, o God, even to the highest, great marvels, which thou hast done: O God who may be like to thee?

²⁰How great tribulations hast thou shewed me, many and evil: and turning thou hast quickened me: and from the depths of the earth thou hast brought me back again.

²¹Thou hast multiplied thy magnificence: and being turned thou hast comforted me.

²²For I also will confess to thee in the instruments of Psalm thy truth: O God, I will sing to thee on the harp, holy one of Israel.

²³My lips shall rejoice when I shall sing to thee; and my soul which thou hast redeemed.

²⁴Yea and my tongue all the day shall meditate thy justice: when they shall be confounded and ashamed that seek evils to me.