¹In you, O Lord, I have taken shelter. Never let me be humiliated. ²Vindicate me by rescuing me. Listen to me. Deliver me.³Be my protector and refuge, a stronghold where I can be safe. For you are my high ridge and my stronghold. ⁴My God, rescue me from the power of the wicked, from the hand of the cruel oppressor. ⁵For you are my hope; O Sovereign Lord, I have trusted in you since I was young. ⁶I have leaned on you since birth; you pulled me from my mother’s womb. I praise you continually. ⁷Many are appalled when they see me, but you are my secure shelter. ⁸I praise you constantly and speak of your splendor all day long.⁹Do not reject me in my old age. When my strength fails, do not abandon me.¹⁰For my enemies talk about me; those waiting for a chance to kill me plot my demise.¹¹They say, “God has abandoned him. Run and seize him, for there is no one who will rescue him.”¹²O God, do not remain far away from me. My God, hurry and help me.¹³May my accusers be humiliated and defeated. May those who want to harm me be covered with scorn and disgrace. ¹⁴As for me, I will wait continually, and will continue to praise you.¹⁵I will tell about your justice, and all day long proclaim your salvation, though I cannot fathom its full extent. ¹⁶I will come and tell about the mighty acts of the Sovereign Lord. I will proclaim your justice—yours alone. ¹⁷O God, you have taught me since I was young, and I am still declaring your amazing deeds.¹⁸Even when I am old and gray, O God, do not abandon me, until I tell the next generation about your strength and those coming after me about your power. ¹⁹Your justice, O God, extends to the skies above; you have done great things. O God, who can compare to you?²⁰Though you have allowed me to experience much trouble and distress, revive me once again. Bring me up once again from the depths of the earth. ²¹Raise me to a position of great honor. Turn and comfort me.²²I will express my thanks to you with a stringed instrument, praising your faithfulness, O my God. I will sing praises to you accompanied by a harp, O Holy One of Israel. ²³My lips will shout for joy. Yes, I will sing your praises. I will praise you when you rescue me.²⁴All day long my tongue will also tell about your justice, for those who want to harm me will be embarrassed and ashamed.