To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.
1 aIn thee, O Lord, do I put my trust;
aLet me never be ashamed:
bDeliver me in thy righteousness.
2 cBow down thine ear to me; deliver me speedily:
Be thou †my strong rock,
For an house of ddefence to save me.
3 dFor thou art my rock and my fortress;
Therefore efor thy name’s sake flead me, and gguide me.
4 hPull me out of the inet that they have laid privily for me:
For iithou art my strength.
5 jInto thine hand I commit my spirit:
Thou hast redeemed me, O Lord kGod of truth.
6 lI have hated them that mregard lying vanities:
But nI trust in the Lord.
7 I will be glad and rejoice in thy mercy:
For thou hast considered my trouble;
Thou hast oknown my soul in adversities;
8 And hast not pshut me up into the hand of the enemy:
Thou hast set my feet qin a large room.
9 rHave mercy upon me, O Lord, for rrI am in trouble:
sMine eye is consumed with grief, yea, my soul and my belly.
10 For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing:
My strength faileth because of mine tiniquity, and umy bones are consumed.
11 I was a reproach among all mine enemies,
But wespecially among my neighbours, and a fear to mine xacquaintance:
yThey that did see me without fled from me.
12 I zam forgotten as a dead man out of mind:
I am like †a broken vessel.
13 aFor I have heard the slander of many:
While they took counsel together against me,
They devised to take away my life.
14 But cI trusted in thee, O Lord:
I said, Thou art my God.
15 dMy times are in thy hand:
eDeliver me from the hand of mine enemies, and efrom them that persecute me.
16 fMake thy face to shine upon thy servant:
Save me for thy mercies’ sake.
17 gLet me not be ashamed, O Lord; for I have called upon thee:
Let the wicked be ashamed, and h||let them be silent in the grave.
18 Let the lying lips be put to silence;
Which speak †grievous things iproudly and contemptuously against the righteous.
19 Oh how great is thy goodness, kwhich thou hast laid up for them that fear thee;
Which thou hast wrought for them that trust in thee
lBefore the sons of men!
20 Thou shalt hide them in mthe secret of thy presence from the pride of man:
Thou shalt nokeep them secretly in a pavilion from othe strife of tongues.
21 Blessed be the Lord: for phe hath shewed me his marvellous kindness in a ||strong city.
22 For qI said in my haste, rI am cut off sfrom before thine eyes:
Nevertheless thou heardest ssthe voice of my supplications when I cried unto thee.
23 O love the Lord, all ye his tsaints:
For the Lord preserveth the faithful,
And plentifully rewardeth the proud doer.
24 uBe of good courage, and he shall strengthen your heart,
All ye that xhope in the Lord.
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