| 1 | To the Overseer.—A Psalm of David. In Thee, O Jehovah, I have trusted, Let me not be ashamed to the age, In Thy righteousness deliver me. |
| 2 | Incline unto me Thine ear hastily, deliver me, Be to me for a strong rock, For a house of bulwarks to save me. |
| 3 | For my rock and my bulwark [art] Thou, For Thy name's sake lead me and tend me. |
| 4 | Bring me out from the net that they hid for me, For Thou [art] my strength. |
| 5 | Into Thy hand I commit my spirit, Thou hast redeemed me, Jehovah God of truth. |
| 6 | I have hated the observers of lying vanities, And I toward Jehovah have been confident. |
| 7 | I rejoice, and am glad in Thy kindness, In that Thou hast seen mine affliction, Thou hast known in adversities my soul. |
| 8 | And Thou hast not shut me up, Into the hand of an enemy, Thou hast caused my feet to stand in a broad place. |
| 9 | Favour me, O Jehovah, for distress [is] to me, Mine eye, my soul, and my body Have become old by provocation. |
| 10 | For my life hath been consumed in sorrow And my years in sighing. Feeble because of mine iniquity hath been my strength, And my bones have become old. |
| 11 | Among all mine adversaries I have been a reproach, And to my neighbours exceedingly, And a fear to mine acquaintances, Those seeing me without—fled from me. |
| 12 | I have been forgotten as dead out of mind, I have been as a perishing vessel. |
| 13 | For I have heard an evil account of many, Fear [is] round about. In their being united against me, To take my life they have devised, |
| 14 | And I on Thee—I have trusted, O Jehovah, I have said, 'Thou [art] my God.' |
| 15 | In Thy hand [are] my times, Deliver me from the hand of my enemies, And from my pursuers. |
| 16 | Cause Thy face to shine on Thy servant, Save me in Thy kindness. |
| 17 | O Jehovah, let me not be ashamed, For I have called Thee, let the wicked be ashamed, Let them become silent to Sheol. |
| 18 | Let lips of falsehood become dumb, That are speaking against the righteous, Ancient sayings, in pride and contempt. |
| 19 | How abundant is Thy goodness, That Thou hast laid up for those fearing Thee, |
| 20 | Thou hast wrought for those trusting in Thee, Before sons of men. Thou hidest them in the secret place of Thy presence, From artifices of man, Thou concealest them in a tabernacle, From the strife of tongues. |
| 21 | Blessed [is] Jehovah, For He hath made marvellous His kindness To me in a city of bulwarks. |
| 22 | And I—I have said in my haste, 'I have been cut off from before Thine eyes,' But Thou hast heard the voice of my supplications, In my crying unto Thee. |
| 23 | Love Jehovah, all ye His saints, Jehovah is keeping the faithful, And recompensing abundantly a proud doer. |
| 24 | Be strong, and He strengtheneth your heart, All ye who are waiting for Jehovah! |