A Profession of Trust
To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.
1In thee, O Lord, do I put my trust;
let me never be ashamed:
deliver me in thy righteousness.
2Bow down thine ear to me;
deliver me speedily:
be thou my strong rock,
for a house of defense to save me.
3For thou art my rock and my fortress;
therefore for thy name's sake lead me, and guide me.
4Pull me out of the net that they have laid privily for me:
for thou art my strength.
5 # Luke 23.46 Into thine hand I commit my spirit:
thou hast redeemed me, O Lord God of truth.
6I have hated them that regard lying vanities:
but I trust in the Lord.
7I will be glad and rejoice in thy mercy:
for thou hast considered my trouble;
thou hast known my soul in adversities;
8and hast not shut me up into the hand of the enemy:
thou hast set my feet in a large room.
9Have mercy upon me, O Lord, for I am in trouble:
mine eye is consumed with grief,
yea, my soul and my belly.
10For my life is spent with grief,
and my years with sighing:
my strength faileth because of mine iniquity,
and my bones are consumed.
11I was a reproach among all mine enemies,
but especially among my neighbors,
and a fear to mine acquaintance:
they that did see me without fled from me.
12I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind:
I am like a broken vessel.
13For I have heard the slander of many:
fear was on every side:
while they took counsel together against me,
they devised to take away my life.
14But I trusted in thee, O Lord:
I said, Thou art my God.
15My times are in thy hand:
deliver me from the hand of mine enemies,
and from them that persecute me.
16Make thy face to shine upon thy servant:
save me for thy mercies' sake.
17Let me not be ashamed, O Lord;
for I have called upon thee:
let the wicked be ashamed,
and let them be silent in the grave.
18Let the lying lips be put to silence;
which speak grievous things
proudly and contemptuously against the righteous.
19 Oh how great is thy goodness,
which thou hast laid up for them that fear thee;
which thou hast wrought for them that trust in thee
before the sons of men!
20Thou shalt hide them in the secret of thy presence
from the pride of man:
thou shalt keep them secretly in a pavilion
from the strife of tongues.
21Blessed be the Lord:
for he hath showed me his marvelous kindness in a strong city.
22For I said in my haste,
I am cut off from before thine eyes:
nevertheless thou heardest the voice of my supplications
when I cried unto thee.
23O love the Lord, all ye his saints:
for the Lord preserveth the faithful,
and plentifully rewardeth the proud doer.
24Be of good courage, and he shall strengthen your heart,
all ye that hope in the Lord.