Psalms 71

NEW AMERICAN BIBLE	DOUAI-RHEIMS
1 In you, LORD, I take refuge; let me never be put to shame.	1 A psalm for David. Of the sons of Jonadab, and the former captives. In thee, O Lord, I have hoped, let me never be put to confusion:
2 In your justice rescue and deliver me; listen to me and save me!	2 deliver me in thy justice, and rescue me. Incline thy ear unto me, and save me.
3 Be my rock and refuge, my secure stronghold; for you are my rock and fortress.	3 Be thou unto me a God, a protector, and a place of strength: that thou mayst make me safe. For thou art my firmament and my refuge.
4 My God, rescue me from the power of the wicked, from the clutches of the violent.	4 Deliver me, O my God, out of the hand of the sinner, and out of the hand of the transgressor of the law and of the unjust.
5 You are my hope, Lord; my trust, GOD, from my youth.	5 For thou art my patience, O Lord: my hope, O Lord, from my youth;
6 On you I depend since birth; from my mother's womb you are my strength; my hope in you never wavers.	6 By thee have I been confirmed from the womb: from my mother's womb thou art my protector. Of thee shall I continually sing:
7 I have become a portent to many, but you are my strong refuge!	7 I run become unto many as a wonder, but thou art a strong helper.
8 My mouth shall be filled with your praise, shall sing your glory every day.	8 Let my mouth be filled with praise, that I may sing thy glory; thy greatness all the day long.
9 Do not cast me aside in my old age; as my strength fails, do not forsake me.	9 Cast me not off in the time of old age: when my strength shall fail, do not thou forsake me.
10 For my enemies speak against me; they watch and plot against me.	10 For my enemies have spoken against me; and they that watched my soul have consulted together,
11 They say, "God has abandoned that one Pursue, seize the wretch! No one will come to the rescue!"	11 Saying: God hath forsaken him: pursue and take him, for there is none to deliver him.
12 God, do not stand far from me; my God, hasten to help me.	12 O God, be not thou far from me: O my God, make haste to my help.
13 Bring to a shameful end those who attack me; Cover with contempt and scorn those who seek my ruin.	13 Let them be confounded and come to nothing that detract my soul; let them be covered with confusion and shame that seek my hurt.
14 I will always hope in you and add to all your praise.	14 But I will always hope; and will add to all thy praise.
15 My mouth shall proclaim your just deeds, day after day your acts of deliverance, though I cannot number them all.	15 My mouth shall shew forth thy justice; thy salvation all the day long. Because I have not knows learning,
16 I will speak of the mighty works of the Lord; O GOD, I will tell of your singular justice.	16 I will enter into the powers of the Lord: O Lord, I will be mindful of thy justice alone.
17 God, you have taught me from my youth; to this day I proclaim your wondrous deeds.	17 Thou hast taught me, O God, from my youth: and till now I will declare thy wonderful works.
18 Now that I am old and gray, do not forsake me, God, That I may proclaim your might to all generations yet to come, Your power	18 And unto old age and grey hairs: O God, forsake me not, Until I shew forth thy arm to all the generation that is to come: Thy power,
19 and justice, God, to the highest heaven. You have done great things; O God, who is your equal?	19 and thy justice, O God, even to the highest great things thou hast done: O God, who is like to thee?
20 You have sent me many bitter afflictions, but once more revive me. From the watery depths of the earth once more raise me up.	20 How great troubles hast thou shewn me, many and grievous: and turning thou hast brought me to life, and hast brought me back again from the depths of the earth :
21 Restore my honor; turn and comfort me,	21 Thou hast multiplied thy magnificence; and turning to me thou hast comforted me.
22 That I may praise you with the lyre for your faithfulness, my God, And sing to you with the harp, O Holy One of Israel!	22 For I will also confess to thee thy truth with the instruments of psaltery: O God, I will sing to thee with the harp, thou holy one of Israel.
23 My lips will shout for joy as I sing your praise; my soul, too, which you have redeemed.	23 My lips shall greatly rejoice, when I shall sing to thee; and my soul which thou hast redeemed.
24 Yes, my tongue shall recount your justice day by day. For those who sought my ruin will have been shamed and disgraced.	24 Yea and my tongue shall meditate on thy justice all the day; when they shall be confounded and put to shame that seek evils to me.