1 I n Thee, O Jehovah, I have trusted, Let me not be ashamed to the age.

2 I n Thy righteousness Thou dost deliver me, And dost cause me to escape, Incline unto me Thine ear, and save me.

3 B e to me for a rock -- a habitation, To go in continually, Thou hast given command to save me, For my rock and my bulwark Thou.

4 O my God, cause me to escape From the hand of the wicked, From the hand of the perverse and violent.

5 F or Thou my hope, O Lord Jehovah, My trust from my youth.

6 B y Thee I have been supported from the womb, From my mother's bowels Thou dost cut me out, In Thee my praise continually.

7 A s a wonder I have been to many, And Thou my strong refuge.

8 F illed is my mouth Thy praise, All the day Thy beauty.

9 C ast me not off at the time of old age, According to the consumption of my power forsake me not.

10 F or mine enemies have spoken against me, And those watching my soul have taken counsel together,

11 S aying, `God hath forsaken him, Pursue and catch him, for there is no deliverer.'

12 O God, be not far from me, O my God, for my help make haste.

13 T hey are ashamed, they are consumed, Who are opposing my soul, They are covered reproach and blushing, Who are seeking my evil,

14 A nd I continually do wait with hope, And have added unto all Thy praise.

15 M y mouth recounteth Thy righteousness, All the day Thy salvation, For I have not known the numbers.

16 I come in the might of the Lord Jehovah, I mention Thy righteousness -- Thine only.

17 G od, Thou hast taught me from my youth, And hitherto I declare Thy wonders.

18 A nd also unto old age and grey hairs, O God, forsake me not, Till I declare Thy strength to a generation, To every one that cometh Thy might.

19 A nd Thy righteousness, O God, unto the heights, Because Thou hast done great things, O God, who like Thee?

20 B ecause Thou hast showed me many and sad distresses, Thou turnest back -- Thou revivest me, And from the depths of the earth, Thou turnest back -- Thou bringest me up.

21 T hou dost increase my greatness, And Thou surroundest -- Thou comfortest me,

22 I also thank Thee with a vessel of psaltery, Thy truth, O my God, I sing to Thee with a harp, O Holy One of Israel,

23 M y lips cry aloud when I sing praise to Thee, And my soul that Thou hast redeemed,

24 M y tongue also all the day uttereth Thy righteousness, Because ashamed -- because confounded, Have been those seeking my evil!