⁰To the choirmaster. A psalm of David.

¹In you, Yahweh, I have taken refuge; let me not be ashamed forever; in your righteousness, deliver me.

²Stretch out your ear to me, quickly snatch me away; be for me a rock of stronghold, a house of strongholds, to save me.

³For you are my crag and my stronghold, and for the sake of your name you guide me and lead me on.

⁴You will bring me out of the net that they have hidden for me, for you are my stronghold.

⁵Into your hand I entrust my breath; you have redeemed me, Yahweh, God of stability.

⁶I hate those who keep the vapors of emptiness; and I trust in Yahweh.

⁷I will rejoice and be glad in your loyal love, because you saw my affliction, you knew the distress of my being.

⁸And you did not shut me up in the hand of an enemy; you set my feet in a roomy place.

⁹Show favor to me, Yahweh, for I am in straits; my eye, my being, and my belly have wasted away with vexation.

¹⁰For my life is spent in sorrow, and my years in groaning; my strength stumbles in my guilt, and my bones waste away.

¹¹Because of all my opposers I have become a reproach, and to my neighbors exceedingly, and a fear to those who know me; those who see me outside flee from me.

¹²I am forgotten like a dead person, out of mind; I have become like a vessel that is destroyed.

¹³For I have heard the slander of many, terror from all around, when they sat in council together against me; they plotted to take my being.

¹⁴But I trust in you, Yahweh; I said, 'You are my God.'

¹⁵My times are in your hand; snatch me away from the hand of my enemies and from those who pursue me.

¹⁶Make your face shine over your slave; save me in your loyal love.

¹⁷Yahweh, let me not be ashamed, for I called out to you; let the wicked be ashamed, let them go silent into Sheol.

¹⁸Let the lips of falsehood be struck dumb, those that speak arrogant things against the righteous, in pride and contempt.

¹⁹How great is your goodness, which you hid away for those who fear you, which you made for those who take refuge in you, before the children of man.

²⁰You conceal them in the secret place of your face from the schemes of man; you hide them in a shelter from the strife of tongues.

²¹Blessed be Yahweh, for he has wondrously shown his loyal love to me in a city under siege.

²²And I said in my panic, I am cut off from before your eyes; yet you heard the sound of my pleas when I cried aloud to you.

²³Love Yahweh, all his faithful; Yahweh keeps the trusty, and repays to excess the one who acts with pride.

²⁴Be strong, and let your heart be bold, all you who wait for Yahweh.