Psalms 71:3,19 - Compare All Versions

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Be my rock of refuge, to which I can always go; give the command to save me, for you are my rock and my fortress.

Your righteousness, God, reaches to the heavens, you who have done great things. Who is like you, God?

Be to me a rock of refuge, to which I may continually come; you have given the command to save me, for you are my rock and my fortress.

Your righteousness, O God, reaches the high heavens. You who have done great things, O God, who is like you?

Be my rock of safety where I can always hide. Give the order to save me, for you are my rock and my fortress.

Your righteousness, O God, reaches to the highest heavens. You have done such wonderful things. Who can compare with you, O God?

Be a rock of refuge for me, where I can always go. Give the command to save me, for you are my rock and fortress.

Your righteousness reaches the heights, God, you who have done great things; God, who is like you?

Be thou my strong habitation, whereunto I may continually resort: Thou hast given commandment to save me; For thou art my rock and my fortress.

Thy righteousness also, O God, is very high, Who hast done great things: O God, who is like unto thee!

Be my strong refuge, To which I may resort continually; You have given the commandment to save me, For You are my rock and my fortress.

Also Your righteousness, O God, is very high, You who have done great things; O God, who is like You?

I run for dear life to GOD, I’ll never live to regret it. Do what you do so well: get me out of this mess and up on my feet. Put your ear to the ground and listen, give me space for salvation. Be a guest room where I can retreat; you said your door was always open! You’re my salvation—my vast, granite fortress.

You got me when I was an unformed youth, God, and taught me everything I know. Now I’m telling the world your wonders; I’ll keep at it until I’m old and gray. God, don’t walk off and leave me until I get out the news Of your strong right arm to this world, news of your power to the world yet to come, Your famous and righteous ways, O God. God, you’ve done it all! Who is quite like you? You, who made me stare trouble in the face, Turn me around; Now let me look life in the face. I’ve been to the bottom; Bring me up, streaming with honors; turn to me, be tender to me, And I’ll take up the lute and thank you to the tune of your faithfulness, God. I’ll make music for you on a harp, Holy One of Israel. When I open up in song to you, I let out lungsful of praise, my rescued life a song. All day long I’m chanting about you and your righteous ways, While those who tried to do me in slink off looking ashamed.

Be to me a rock of dwelling to which I may continually come; You have given the commandment to save me, For You are my rock and my fortress.

For Your righteousness, God, reaches to the heavens, You who have done great things; God, who is like You?

Be to me a rock of refuge and a sheltering stronghold to which I may continually come; You have given the commandment to save me, For You are my rock and my fortress.

Your righteousness, O God, reaches to the [height of the] heavens, You who have done great things; O God, who is like You, [who is Your equal]?

Be my protector and refuge, a stronghold where I can be safe! For you are my high ridge and my stronghold.

Your justice, O God, extends to the skies above; you have done great things. O God, who can compare to you?