Psalms 71
71
My Hope When I Am Gray
1In You, Adonai, have I taken refuge. Let me never be ashamed.
2Deliver me and rescue me in Your justice. Turn Your ear to me and save me.
3Be to me a sheltering rock where I may always go. Give the command to save me— for You are my rock and my fortress.
4My God, rescue me out of the hand of the wicked, out of the grasp of an evil, ruthless man.
5For You are my hope, Adonai my Lord— my trust from my youth.
6From my birth I have leaned on You. You took me out of my mother’s womb. My praise is always about You.
7I am like an ominous sign to many, but You are my strong refuge.
8My mouth is filled with Your praise and with Your glory all day.
9Do not cast me away in the time of old age. When my strength fails, do not forsake me.
10For my enemies speak against me. Those who watch for my soul conspire together,
11saying: “God has forsaken him— Pursue and take him, for no one will deliver.”
12O God, be not far from me! My God, come quickly to help me.
13Let the accusers of my soul be disgraced and destroyed. Let those who seek to harm me be covered with scorn and confusion.
14But I—I will hope continually and will praise You more and more.
15My mouth will recount Your justice and Your salvation all day, though I do not know the sum of them.
16I come because of the mighty deeds of Adonai my Lord. I will remember Your righteousness —Yours alone.
17God, You taught me from my youth, and I still keep declaring Your wonders.
18So even until I am old and gray, O God, do not forsake me, till I tell of Your strong arm to the next generation, Your might to all who are to come.
19For Your righteousness, O God, reaches to high heaven. You have done great things— O God, who is like You?
20You made me see many troubles and evils —You will revive me again— from the depths of the earth You will bring me up again.
21You will increase my greatness, and comfort me once again.
22So I will praise You with the harp for your truth, O my God. I will sing praises to You with the lyre O Holy One of Israel.
23My lips will shout for joy —when I sing praises to You— and my soul, which You have redeemed.
24Also my tongue will tell of Your righteousness all day. For those who seek my hurt have been put to shame and confusion.
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Psalms 71
71
An Old Person’s Prayer
1In you, Lord, is my protection.
Never let me be ashamed.
2Because you do what is right, save and rescue me;
listen to me and save me.
3Be my place of safety
where I can always come.
Give the command to save me,
because you are my rock and my strong, walled city.
4My God, save me from the power of the wicked
and from the hold of evil and cruel people.
5Lord, you are my hope.
Lord, I have trusted you since I was young.
6I have depended on you since I was born;
you helped me even on the day of my birth.
I will always praise you.
7I am an example to many people,
because you are my strong protection.
8I am always praising you;
all day long I honor you.
9Do not reject me when I am old;
do not leave me when my strength is gone.
10My enemies make plans against me,
and they meet together to kill me.
11They say, “God has left him.
Go after him and take him,
because no one will save him.”
12God, don’t be far off.
My God, hurry to help me.
13Let those who accuse me
be ashamed and destroyed.
Let those who are trying to hurt me
be covered with shame and disgrace.
14But I will always have hope
and will praise you more and more.
15I will tell how you do what is right.
I will tell about your salvation all day long,
even though it is more than I can tell.
16I will come and tell about your powerful works, Lord God.
I will remind people that only you do what is right.
17God, you have taught me since I was young.
To this day I tell about the miracles you do.
18Even though I am old and gray,
do not leave me, God.
I will tell the children about your power;
I will tell those who live after me about your might.
19God, your justice reaches to the skies.
You have done great things;
God, there is no one like you.
20You have given me many troubles and bad times,
but you will give me life again.
When I am almost dead,
you will keep me alive.
21You will make me greater than ever,
and you will comfort me again.
22I will praise you with the harp.
I trust you, my God.
I will sing to you with the lyre,
Holy One of Israel.
23I will shout for joy when I sing praises to you.
You have saved me.
24I will tell about your justice all day long.
And those who want to hurt me
will be ashamed and disgraced.
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