Psalm 71: In te, Domine, speravi

In you, O LORD, have I taken refuge; *

let me never be ashamed.

In your righteousness, deliver me and set me free; *

incline your ear to me and save me.

Be my strong rock, a castle to keep me safe; *

you are my crag and my stronghold.

Deliver me, my God, from the hand of the wicked, *

from the clutches of the evildoer and the oppressor.

For you are my hope, O LORD God, *

my confidence since I was young.

I have been sustained by you ever since I was born;

from my mother's womb you have been my strength; *

my praise shall be always of you.

I have become a portent to many; *

but you are my refuge and my strength.

Let my mouth be full of your praise *

and your glory all the day long.

Do not cast me off in my old age; *

forsake me not when my strength fails.

For my enemies are talking against me, *

and those who lie in wait for my life take counsel together.

They say, "God has forsaken him;

go after him and seize him; *

because there is none who will save."

O God, be not far from me; *

come quickly to help me, O my God.

Let those who set themselves against me be put to shame and be disgraced; *

let those who seek to do me evil be covered with scorn and reproach.

But I shall always wait in patience, *

and shall praise you more and more.

My mouth shall recount your mighty acts

and saving deeds all day long; *

though I cannot know the number of them.

I will begin with the mighty works of the Lord GOD; *

I will recall your righteousness, yours alone.

O God, you have taught me since I was young, *

and to this day I tell of your wonderful works.

And now that I am old and gray-headed, O God, do not forsake me, *

till I make known your strength to this generation

and your power to all who are to come.

Your righteousness, O God, reaches to the heavens; *

you have done great things;

who is like you, O God?

You have showed me great troubles and adversities, *

but you will restore my life

and bring me up again from the deep places of the earth.

You strengthen me more and more; *

you enfold and comfort me,

Therefore I will praise you upon the lyre for your faithfulness, O my God; *

I will sing to you with the harp, O Holy One of Israel.

My lips will sing with joy when I play to you, *

and so will my soul, which you have redeemed.

My tongue will proclaim your righteousness all day long, *

for they are ashamed and disgraced who sought to do me harm.