1 In thee, O Lord, do I put my trust; let me never be made ashamed.

2 In thy righteousness do thou deliver me and release me: incline thy ear unto me, and save me.

3 Be thou unto me a rocky habitation, whereunto I may continually resort, which thou hast ordained to save me; for my rock and my strong–hold art thou.

4 O my God, release me out of the hand of the wicked, out of the grasp of the unrighteous and violent man.

5 For thou art my hope, O Lord Eternal: thou art my trust from my youth.

6 By thee have I been supported from my birth: thou art he that took me out of my mother’s womb: of thee is my praise continually.

7 As a wonderful token have I been unto many; but thou art my strong refuge.

8 My mouth shall be filled with thy praise, and with thy glory all the day.

9 Cast me not off in the time of old age: when my strength faileth, forsake me not.

10 For my enemies speak of me; and they that watch for my soul take counsel together,

11 Saying, "God hath forsaken him: pursue and seize him: for there is none to deliver."

12 O God, be not far from me: O my God, hasten to my help.

13 Let those be made ashamed, let them perish, that are adversaries to my soul: let those be covered with reproach and dishonor that seek my unhappiness.

14 But I will continually hope, and will add yet more to all thy praise.

15 My mouth shall relate thy righteousness, all the day thy salvation; for I know not their numbers.

16 I will come to praise the mighty deeds of the Lord Eternal: I will make mention of thy righteousness, yea, thine only.

17 O God, thou hast taught me from my youth: and hitherto I ever tell of thy wondrous deeds.

18 Therefore also even in old age, and when I am grayheaded, O God, forsake me not: until I have told of thy strength unto this generation, to every one that may come of thy might.

19 And thy righteousness, O God, reacheth even to the height, thou, who hast done great things: O God, who is like thee!

20 Thou, who hast shown me great distresses and misfortunes, wilt again revive me; and from the depths of the earth wilt thou bring me up again.

21 Thou wilt increase my greatness, and wilt turn round and comfort me.

22 Also I, I will thank thee with the psaltery, for thy truth, O my God: I will sing unto thee with the harp, O thou Holy One of Israel.

23 My lips shall shout joyfully when I sing unto thee; and my soul too, which thou hast redeemed.

24 Also my tongue shall speak all the day of thy righteousness; for ashamed, for put to the blush are those that seek my unhappiness.