1
In thee, O Lord, do I put my trust; let me never be ashamed: deliver me in thy righteousness.
13 I
2
Bow down thine ear to me; deliver me speedily: be thou my strong rock, for an house of defence to save me.
4 I
3
For thou art my rock and my fortress; therefore for thy name’s sake lead me, and guide me.
6 I
4
Pull me out of the net that they have laid privily for me: for thou art my strength.
2 I
5
Into thine hand I commit my spirit: thou hast redeemed me, O Lord God of truth.
13 I
6
I have hated them that regard lying vanities: but I trust in the Lord.
2 I
7
I will be glad and rejoice in thy mercy: for thou hast considered my trouble; thou hast known my soul in adversities;
4 I
8
And hast not shut me up into the hand of the enemy: thou hast set my feet in a large room.
4 I
9
Have mercy upon me, O Lord, for I am in trouble: mine eye is consumed with grief, yea, my soul and my belly.
2 I
10
For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
2 I
11
I was a reproach among all mine enemies, but especially among my neighbours, and a fear to mine acquaintance: they that did see me without fled from me.
12
I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel.
13
For 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.
14
But I trusted in thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my God.
15
My times are in thy hand: deliver me from the hand of mine enemies, and from them that persecute me.
2 I
16
Make thy face to shine upon thy servant: save me for thy mercies’ sake.
4 I
17
Let 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.
18
Let 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!
10 I
20
Thou 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.
2 I
21
Blessed be the Lord: for he hath shewed me his marvellous kindness in a strong city.
14 I
22
For 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.
2 I
23
O love the Lord, all ye his saints: for the Lord preserveth the faithful, and plentifully rewardeth the proud doer.
18 I
24
Be of good courage, and he shall strengthen your heart, all ye that hope in the Lord.
30 I