Psalms 71
1A Psalm according to Solomon.
2Give your judgment, O God, to the king, and your justice to the king’s son, to judge your people with justice and your poor with judgment.
3Let the mountains take up peace for the people, and the hills, justice.
4He will judge the poor of the people, and he will bring salvation to the sons of the poor. And he will humble the false accuser.
5And he will remain, with the sun and before the moon, from generation to generation.
6He will descend like rain upon fleece, and like showers showering upon the earth.
7In his days, justice will rise like the sun, with abundance of peace, until the moon is taken away.
8And he will rule from sea to sea and from the river to the limits of the whole world.
9In his sight, the Ethiopians will fall prostrate, and his enemies will lick the ground.
10The kings of Tarshish and the islands will offer gifts. The kings of Arabia and of Seba will bring gifts.
11And all the kings of the earth shall adore him. All nations will serve him.
12For he will free the poor from the powerful, and the poor one who has no helper.
13He will spare the poor and the indigent, and he will bring salvation to the souls of the poor.
14He will redeem their souls from usuries and from iniquity, and their names shall be honorable in his sight.
15And he will live, and to him will be given from the gold of Arabia, and by him they will always adore. They will bless him all day long.
16And there will be a firmament on earth, at the summits of mountains: its fruits will be extolled above Lebanon, and those of the city will flourish like the grass of the earth.
17May his name be blessed forever; may his name remain before the sun. And all the tribes of the earth will be blessed in him. All nations will magnify him.
18Blessed is the Lord, God of Israel, who alone does wondrous things.
19And blessed is the name of his majesty in eternity. And all the earth will be filled with his majesty. Amen. Amen.
20The praises of David, the son of Jesse, have reached an end.
1In thee, O Lord, do I put my trust: let me never be put to confusion.
2Deliver me in thy righteousness, and cause me to escape: incline thine ear unto me, and save me.
3Be thou my strong habitation, whereunto I may continually resort: thou hast given commandment to save me; for thou art my rock and my fortress.
4Deliver me, O my God, out of the hand of the wicked, out of the hand of the unrighteous and cruel man.
5For thou art my hope, O Lord God: thou art my trust from my youth.
6By thee have I been holden up from the womb: thou art he that took me out of my mother’s bowels: my praise shall be continually of thee.
7I am as a wonder unto many; but thou art my strong refuge.
8Let my mouth be filled with thy praise and with thy honour all the day.
9Cast me not off in the time of old age; forsake me not when my strength faileth.
10For mine enemies speak against me; and they that lay wait for my soul take counsel together,
11Saying, God hath forsaken him: persecute and take him; for there is none to deliver him.
12O God, be not far from me: O my God, make haste for my help.
13Let them be confounded and consumed that are adversaries to my soul; let them be covered with reproach and dishonour that seek my hurt.
14But I will hope continually, and will yet praise thee more and more.
15My mouth shall shew forth thy righteousness and thy salvation all the day; for I know not the numbers thereof.
16I will go in the strength of the Lord God: I will make mention of thy righteousness, even of thine only.
17O God, thou hast taught me from my youth: and hitherto have I declared thy wondrous works.
18Now also when I am old and grayheaded, O God, forsake me not; until I have shewed thy strength unto this generation, and thy power to every one that is to come.
19Thy righteousness also, O God, is very high, who hast done great things: O God, who is like unto thee!
20Thou, which hast shewed me great and sore troubles, shalt quicken me again, and shalt bring me up again from the depths of the earth.
21Thou shalt increase my greatness, and comfort me on every side.
22I will also praise thee with the psaltery, even thy truth, O my God: unto thee will I sing with the harp, O thou Holy One of Israel.
23My lips shall greatly rejoice when I sing unto thee; and my soul, which thou hast redeemed.
24My tongue also shall talk of thy righteousness all the day long: for they are confounded, for they are brought unto shame, that seek my hurt.