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

²In your righteousness rescue me and let me escape; bend your ear to me and save me.

³Be for me a rock, a dwelling place, where I may always come; you have commanded to save me, for you are my crag and my stronghold.

⁴My God, deliver me from the hand of the wicked, from the palm of the wrongdoer and the harsh.

⁵For you are my hope, Adonai Yahweh, my security from my youth.

⁶On you I have leaned from the womb; from the inward parts of my mother you are the one who cut me out; in you is my praise continually.

⁷Like a portent I have become to many, but you are my refuge of strength.

⁸My mouth is filled with your praise, all day with your splendor.

⁹Do not cast me away in the time of old age; when my strength fails, do not forsake me.

¹⁰For my enemies have spoken of me, and those who watch for my being have taken counsel together.

¹¹saying, 'God has forsaken him; chase and seize him, for there is no one to rescue.'

¹²God, do not be far from me; my God, hasten to my help.

¹³May the accusers of my being be ashamed and come to an end; may those who seek evil against me wrap themselves in reproach and disgrace.

¹⁴And I will wait continually, and will add to all your praises.

¹⁵My mouth will recount your righteousness, your deliverance, all the day, for I do not know the numbers.

¹⁶I will come in the might of Adonai Yahweh; I will call to mind your righteousness, yours alone.

¹⁷God, you have taught me since my youth, and until now I declare your wonders.

¹⁸Even until old age and grey hair, God, do not forsake me, until I declare your arm to the generation, to everyone who will come, your might.

¹⁹And your righteousness, God, reaches up to the height, you who have done great things; God, who is like you?

²⁰You who made me see many troubles and miseries will turn back and give me life; from the depths of the land you will turn back and bring me up.

²¹Increase my greatness, and turn about to comfort me.

²²I also will praise you with the instrument of the harp, for your reliability, my God; I will make music to you with the lyre, O holy one of Israel.

²³My lips will ring out for joy when I make music to you, and so will my being, which you have ransomed.

²⁴My tongue also will murmur your righteousness all the day, for those who seek evil against me are ashamed, yes, they are abashed.