Psalms 71

DOUAI-RHEIMS	NEW AMERICAN BIBLE
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:	1 In you, LORD, I take refuge; let me never be put to shame.
2 deliver me in thy justice, and rescue me. Incline thy ear unto me, and save me.	2 In your justice rescue and deliver me; listen to me and save me!
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.	3 Be my rock and refuge, my secure stronghold; for you are my rock and fortress.
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.	4 My God, rescue me from the power of the wicked, from the clutches of the violent.
5 For thou art my patience, O Lord: my hope, O Lord, from my youth;	5 You are my hope, Lord; my trust, GOD, from my youth.
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:	6 On you I depend since birth; from my mother's womb you are my strength; my hope in you never wavers.
7 I run become unto many as a wonder, but thou art a strong helper.	7 I have become a portent to many, but you are my strong refuge!
8 Let my mouth be filled with praise, that I may sing thy glory; thy greatness all the day long.	8 My mouth shall be filled with your praise, shall sing your glory every day.
9 Cast me not off in the time of old age: when my strength shall fail, do not thou forsake me.	9 Do not cast me aside in my old age; as my strength fails, do not forsake me.
10 For my enemies have spoken against me; and they that watched my soul have consulted together,	10 For my enemies speak against me; they watch and plot against me.
11 Saying: God hath forsaken him: pursue and take him, for there is none to deliver him.	11 They say, "God has abandoned that one Pursue, seize the wretch! No one will come to the rescue!"
12 O God, be not thou far from me: O my God, make haste to my help.	12 God, do not stand far from me; my God, hasten to help me.
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.	13 Bring to a shameful end those who attack me; Cover with contempt and scorn those who seek my ruin.
14 But I will always hope; and will add to all thy praise.	14 I will always hope in you and add to all your praise.
15 My mouth shall shew forth thy justice; thy salvation all the day long. Because I have not knows learning,	15 My mouth shall proclaim your just deeds, day after day your acts of deliverance, though I cannot number them all.
16 I will enter into the powers of the Lord: O Lord, I will be mindful of thy justice alone.	16 I will speak of the mighty works of the Lord; O GOD, I will tell of your singular justice.
17 Thou hast taught me, O God, from my youth: and till now I will declare thy wonderful works.	17 God, you have taught me from my youth; to this day I proclaim your wondrous deeds.
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,	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
19 and thy justice, O God, even to the highest great things thou hast done: O God, who is like to thee?	19 and justice, God, to the highest heaven. You have done great things; O God, who is your equal?
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 :	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.
21 Thou hast multiplied thy magnificence; and turning to me thou hast comforted me.	21 Restore my honor; turn and comfort me,
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.	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!
23 My lips shall greatly rejoice, when I shall sing to thee; and my soul which thou hast redeemed.	23 My lips will shout for joy as I sing your praise; my soul, too, which you have redeemed.
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.	24 Yes, my tongue shall recount your justice day by day. For those who sought my ruin will have been shamed and disgraced.