 1 To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. In you, O Lord, I put my trust. Let me never be ashamed. Deliver me in your righteousness. 2 Bow down your ear to me. Deliver me quickly. Be my strong rock, a fortress to save me. 3 For you are my rock and my fortress. For your name's sake, lead me and guide me. 4 Bring me out of the net that they hid for me, for you are my strength. 5 Into your hand I commit my spirit. You have redeemed me, O Lord God of truth. 6 I have hated those who yield to lying vanities. But I trust in the Lord. 7 I will be glad and rejoice in your mercy. For you have looked upon my affliction. You have known my soul in trouble. 8 You have not shut me up into the hand of the enemy. You have set my feet in a broad place. 9 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am in trouble. My eye has become old with grief, my soul and my belly. 10 My life is ending with grief and my years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity and my bones have wasted away. 11 I was a reproach among all my foes, but especially among my neighbors, and a fear to my friends. Those who saw me outside, fled from me. 12 I am forgotten like a dead man out of mind. I am like a broken vessel. 13 I have heard the slander of many. Fear is on every side because of their plottings together against me. They planned to take away my life. 14 But I trusted in you, O Lord. I said, You are my God. 15 My times are in your hand. Deliver me from the hand of my enemies, and from those who persecute me. 16 Make your face shine on your servant. Save me in your mercy. 17 Do not let me be ashamed, O Lord. For I have called on you. Let the wicked be ashamed. Let them be silent in the grave. 18 Let the lying lips be put to silence, the lips that speak proudly against the righteous with pride and scorn. 19 How great is your goodness that you have laid up for those who fear you. You have worked for those who trust in you before the sons of men. 20 You will hide them in the secrecy of your presence from the pride of mankind. You will hide them in a shelter away from the strife of tongues. 21 Blessed is the Lord. For He has worked His mercy wondrously in a besieged city. 22 In my haste, I said, I am cut off from before your eyes. Surely you heard the voice of my cries when I cried out to you. 23 O love the Lord, all you saints of His. The Lord preserves the faithful and plentifully rewards the proud doer. 24 Be strong and He will make your heart stronger, all of you who hope in the Lord.
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