Salmo 71 Literal Standard Version

711 In You, O YHWH, I have trusted, || Do not let me be disappointed for all time. 2 You deliver me in Your righteousness, || And cause me to escape, || Incline Your ear to me, and save me. 3 Be a rock to me—a habitation, || To go in continually, || You have given command to save me, || For You [are] my rock and my bulwark. 4 O my God, cause me to escape || From the hand of the wicked, || From the hand of the perverse and violent. 5 For You [are] my hope, O Lord YHWH, || My trust from my youth. 6 I have been supported from the womb by You, || You cut me out from my mother’s bowels, || My praise [is] continually in You. 7 I have been as a wonder to many, || And You [are] my strong refuge. 8 My mouth is filled [with] Your praise, || All the day [with] Your beauty. 9 Do not cast me off at the time of old age, || Do not forsake me according to the consumption of my power. 10 For my enemies have spoken against me, || And those watching my soul have taken counsel together, 11 Saying, “God has forsaken him, || Pursue and catch him, for there is no deliverer.” 12 O God, do not be far from me, || O my God, make haste for my help. 13 They are ashamed, they are consumed, || Who are opposing my soul, || They are covered [with] reproach and blushing, || Who are seeking my evil, 14 And I continually wait with hope, || And have added to all Your praise. 15 My mouth recounts Your righteousness, || All the day Your salvation, || For I have not known the numbers. 16 I come in [the] might of Lord YHWH, || I mention Your righteousness—Yours alone. 17 God, You have taught me from my youth, || And until now I declare Your wonders. 18 And also to old age and grey hairs, || O God, do not forsake me, || Until I declare Your strength to a generation, || Your might to everyone that comes. 19 And Your righteousness, O God, [is] to the heights, || Because You have done great things, || O God, who [is] like You? 20 Because You have showed me many and sad distresses, || You turn back—You revive me, || And from the depths of the earth, || You turn back—You bring me up. 21 You increase my greatness, || And You surround—You comfort me, 22 I also thank You with a vessel of stringed instrument, || Your truth, O my God, I sing to You with a harp, || O Holy One of Israel, 23 My lips cry aloud when I sing praise to You, || And my soul that You have redeemed, 24 My tongue also utters Your righteousness all the day, || Because ashamed—because confounded, || Have been those seeking my evil!