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1In thee, O Lord, I put my trust,
sham'd let me never be;
According
to thy righteousness
do thou deliver me.
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2Bow down thine ear to me, with speed
send me deliverance:
To
save me, my strong rock be thou,
and my house of defence.
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3Because thou art my rock, and thee
I for my fortress take;
Therefore
do thou me lead and guide,
ev'n for thine own name's sake.
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4And sith thou art my strength, therefore
pull me out of the net,
Which
they in subtilty for me
so privily have set.
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5Into thine hands I do commit
my sp'rit: for thou art he,
O
thou, Jehovah, God of truth,
that hast redeemed me.
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6Those that do lying vanities
regard, I have abhorr'd:
But
as for me, my confidence
is fixed on the Lord.
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7I'll in thy mercy gladly joy:
for thou my miseries
Consider'd
hast; thou hast my soul
known in adversities:
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8And thou hast not inclosed me
within the en'my's hand;
And
by thee have my feet been made
in a large room to stand.
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9O Lord, upon me mercy have,
for trouble is on me:
Mine
eye, my belly, and my soul,
with grief consumed be.
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10Because my life with grief is spent,
my years with sighs and groans:
My
strength doth fail; and for my sin
consumed are my bones.
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11I was a scorn to all my foes,
and to my friends a fear;
And
specially reproach'd of those
that were my neighbours near:
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When
they me saw they from me fled.
12Ev'n
so I am forgot,
As
men are out of mind when dead:
I'm like a broken pot.
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13For slanders I of many heard;
fear compass'd me, while they
Against
me did consult, and plot
to take my life away.
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14But as for me, O Lord, my trust
upon thee I did lay;
And
I to thee, Thou art my God,
did confidently say.
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15My times are wholly in thine hand:
do thou deliver me
From
their hands that mine enemies
and persecutors be.
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16Thy countenance to shine do thou
upon thy servant make:
Unto
me give salvation,
for thy great mercies' sake.
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17Let me not be asham'd, O Lord,
for on thee call'd I have:
Let
wicked men be sham'd, let them
be silent in the grave.
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18To silence put the lying lips,
that grievous things do say,
And
hard reports, in pride and scorn,
on righteous men do lay.
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19How great's the goodness thou for them
that fear thee keep'st in store,
And
wrought'st for them that trust in thee
the sons of men before!
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20In secret of thy presence thou
shalt hide them from man's pride:
From
strife of tongues thou closely shalt,
as in a tent, them hide.
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21All praise and thanks be to the Lord;
for he hath magnify'd
His
wondrous love to me within
a city fortify'd.
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22For from thine eyes cut off I am,
I in my haste had said;
My
voice yet heard'st thou, when to thee
with cries my moan I made.
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23O love the Lord, all ye his saints;
because the Lord doth guard
The
faithful, and he plenteously
proud doers doth reward.
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24Be of good courage, and he strength
unto your heart shall send,
All
ye whose hope and confidence
doth on the Lord depend.
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