Psalm 71

O Lord, I put my confidence,
and trust in thee alone,
Let me not be at any time
put to confusion.
In justice, Lord, deliver me,
and help to set me free,
Save and preserve me, and incline
thy gracious ear to mee.

Be thou my strong dwelling, whereto
I may all times resort,
Thou didst command to save me, Lord,
thou art my rock and fort.
Out of the hand of wicked men,
O Lord, deliver me,
Out of the power of th'unjust,
and cruel set me free.

For thou, O Lord my God, art still
my hope, me to defend,
Ev'n from my youth my trust art thou,
on thee I do depend.
Thou hast sustain'd me from the womb,
thou only tookest mee
Out of my mothers womb, my praise
shall always be of thee.

A wonder and a gazing stock
to many men am I,
But thou art my strong refuge still,
to which by faith I fly.
Such mercy shew me, that my mouth
may filled be alway
With matter of thy praise, and of
thy glory all the day.

Now in this time of my old age,
cast me not off from thee,
Then when my strength begins to fail,
O Lord, forsake not mee.
For lo thine enemies speak against
thy servant bitterly,
And they consult against me, that
in wait for me do lie.

The Second Part.

They say, the God in whom he trusts
doth wholly him forsake,
There's none to save him, now let us
him persecute and take.
Wherefore my Lord my God, from me
be not thou far away,
But for my help make haste, my God,
and make no long delay.

Confound, consume them, to my soul
that adversaries be,
Let shame and scorn o'rewhelm them all
that seek to injure me.
But I on thee alone will trust,
and wait continually,
And praise and magnifie thy name,
yet more and more will I.

My mouth shall publish all the day
thy truth and righteousnesse,
And thy salvation, though to me
they seem quite numberlesse.
In thy strength, Lord, not in mine own,
I will all undertake,
And of thy righteousnesse alone
always will mention make.

O God, ev'n from my youth thou hast
me by experience taught,
And hitherto I have declar'd
the wonders thou hast wrought.
Now then when I am old and gray,
forsake me not, O God,
Till to this Age I shew thy strength,
and thy pow'r all abroad.

And to the Age succeeding too,
thy justice very high,
For who is like to thee, O God,
that dost things wondrously?
Thou with great troubles shewedst me,
and fill'dst me with great pain,
Hast quickned me, and from the grave
hast brought me up again.

Beyond all this, thou, Lord, shalt make
my greatnesse to increase,
And thou shalt compasse me about
with comforts and with peace.
Thee and thy truth i'le praise, O God,
the psaltery upon,
And with the harp will sing to thee,
O Israels holy One.

Then greatly shall my lips rejoice,
when I shall sing to thee,
So shall my soul, which thou hast now
redeemed and set free.
And of thy justice all the day
my tongue shall talk with joy,
For thou confound'st and bringst to shame
all those that me annoy.