1In you, O Jehovah, I have taken refuge.
O may I never be ashamed.
2In your righteousness may you deliver me and provide me with escape.
Incline to me your ear and save me.
3Become to me a rock fortress into which to enter constantly.
You must command to save me,
For you are my crag and my stronghold.
4O my God, provide me with escape from the hand of the wicked one,
From the palm of the one acting unjustly and oppressively.
5For you are my hope, O Sovereign Lord Jehovah, my confidence from my youth.
6Upon you I have supported myself from the belly;
You are the One severing me even from the inward parts of my mother.
In you my praise is constantly.
7I have become just like a miracle to many people;
But you are my strong refuge.
8My mouth is filled with your praise,
All day long with your beauty.
9Do not throw me away in the time of old age;
Just when my power is failing, do not leave me.
10For my enemies have said in regard to me,
And the very ones keeping watch for my soul have jointly exchanged counsel,
11Saying: “God himself has left him.
Pursue and catch him, for there is no deliverer.”
12O God, do not keep far away from me.
O my God, do hurry to my assistance.
13May those be ashamed, may those come to their end, who are resisting my soul.
May those cover themselves with reproach and humiliation who are seeking calamity for me.
14But as for me, I shall wait constantly,
And I will add to all your praise.
15My own mouth will recount your righteousness,
All day long your salvation,
For I have not come to know the numbers [of them].
16I shall come in grand mightiness, O Sovereign Lord Jehovah;
I shall mention your righteousness, yours alone.
17O God, you have taught me from my youth on,
And until now I keep telling about your wonderful works.
18And even until old age and gray‐headedness, O God, do not leave me,
Until I may tell about your arm to the generation,
To all those who are to come, about your mightiness.
19Your righteousness, O God, is up to the height;
As respects the great things that you have done,
O God, who is like you?
20Because you have made me see many distresses and calamities,
May you revive me again;
And from the watery deeps of the earth may you again bring me up.
21May you enlarge my greatness,
And may you surround [and] comfort me.
22I too, I shall laud you on an instrument of a stringed sort,
As regards your trueness, O my God.
I will make melody to you on the harp, O Holy One of Israel.
23My lips will cry out joyfully when I am inclined to make melody to you,
Even my soul that you have redeemed.
24Also, my own tongue, all day long, will utter in an undertone your righteousness,
For they have become ashamed, for they have become abashed, who are seeking calamity for me.