Psalm 70 — The Holy Bible

By David; of the sons of Jonadab and the first ones taken captive.

O God, in You I hope; may I never be put to shame.

Deliver me in Your righteousness, and set me free;

Incline Your ear to me and save me.

Be to me a God for protection

And a strong place for salvation,

For You are my foundation and my refuge.

O my God, deliver me from the hand of the sinner,

From the hand of those who transgress the law and act unjustly;

For You are my patience, O Lord;

The Lord is my hope from my youth.

By You I have been supported from birth;

From my mother's womb You have been my protector;

My song shall be always of You.

I am become as a wonder to many,

And You are my strong helper.

Let my mouth be filled with Your praise,

That I may sing of Your glory

And of Your magnificence all the day long.

Do not abandon me in the time of old age;

When my strength fails, do not forsake me.

For my enemies speak against me,

And those who watch for my soul plot together,

Saying, “God forsook him;

Pursue and lay hold of him,

For there is no deliverer.”

O God, do not stand far off from me;

O my God, give heed to help me.

Let those who falsely accuse my soul be shamed and forsaken;

Let those who seek evils for me be covered with shame and reproach.

But I will hope continually,

And I will add to all Your praise.

My mouth shall proclaim Your righteousness,

Your salvation all the day,

For I am not acquainted with learning.

I shall enter into the power of the Lord;

O Lord, I shall remember Your righteousness, Yours alone.

You taught me, O God, from my youth,

And from then until now I will proclaim Your wonders.

And even to old age and to my last breath,

O God, do not abandon me,

Until I proclaim Your arm to every coming generation,

Yes, Your mighty deeds and Your righteousness.

O God, I proclaim the magnificent things You did,

Even to the highest heaven;

O God, who is like You?

How great and evil are the afflictions You showed me,

And You returned, and made me live;

And You raised me up again from the depths of the earth.

You multiplied Your greatness,

And You returned and comforted me;

You brought me up again from the depths of the earth.

Truly, I will give thanks to You with the instrument of a psalm, O God;

I will sing to You with the lyre, O Holy One of Israel.

My lips will greatly rejoice when I sing to You;

So will my soul, which You redeemed.

My tongue shall meditate on Your righteousness all the day long,

When those who seek evils for me are dishonored and shamed.