^1O Lord, my hope and confidence

is plac'd in thee alone;

Then let thy servant never be

put to confusion.

^2And let me, in thy righteousness,

from thee deliv'rance have;

Cause me escape, incline thine ear

unto me, and me save.

^3Be thou my dwelling-rock, to which

I ever may resort:

Thou gav'st commandment me to save,

for thou'rt my rock and fort.

^4Free me, my God, from wicked hands,

hands cruel and unjust:

^5For thou, O Lord God, art my hope,

and from my youth my trust.

^6Thou from the womb didst hold me up;

thou art the same that me

Out of my mother's bowels took;

I ever will praise thee.

^7To many I a wonder am;

but thou'rt my refuge strong.

^8Fill'd let my mouth be with thy praise

and honour all day long.

^9O do not cast me off, when as

old age doth overtake me;

And when my strength decayed is,

then do not thou forsake me.

^10For those that are mine enemies

against me speak with hate;

And they together counsel take

that for my soul lay wait.

^11They said, God leaves him; him pursue

and take: none will him save.

^12Be thou not far from me, my God:

thy speedy help I crave.

^13Confound, consume them, that unto

my soul are enemies:

Cloth'd be they with reproach and shame

that do my hurt devise.

^14But I with expectation

will hope continually;

And yet with praises more and more

I will thee magnify.

^15Thy justice and salvation

my mouth abroad shall show,

Ev'n all the day; for I thereof

the numbers do not know.

^16And I will constantly go on

in strength of God the Lord;

And thine own righteousness, ev'n thine

alone, I will record.

^17For even from my youth, O God,

by thee I have been taught;

And hitherto I have declar'd

the wonders thou hast wrought.

^18And now, Lord, leave me not, when I

old and gray-headed grow:

Till to this age thy strength and pow'r

to all to come I show.

^19And thy most perfect righteousness

O Lord, is very high,

Who hast so great things done: O God,

who is like unto thee?

^20Thou, Lord, who great adversities,

and sore, to me didst show,

Shalt quicken, and bring me again

from depths of earth below.

^21My greatness and my pow'r thou wilt

increase, and far extend:

On ev'ry side against all grief

thou wilt me comfort send.

^22Thee, ev'n thy truth, I'll also praise,

my God, with psaltery:

Thou Holy One of Israel,

with harp I'll sing to thee.

^23My lips shall much rejoice in thee,

when I thy praises sound;

My soul, which thou redeemed hast,

in joy shall much abound.

^24My tongue thy justice shall proclaim,

continuing all day long;

For they confounded are, and sham'd,

that seek to do me wrong.