Psalms 71

Great(i) 1 In the O Lord, haue I put my trust let me neuer be put to confusyon, but rydde me, and delyuer me in thy righteousnesse: enclyne thyne eare vnto me, and saue me. 2 Be thou my strong holde (where vnto I maye all waye resorte) thou hast promysed to helpe me: for thou art my house of defence and my castell. 3 Delyuer me, O my God, out of the hand of the vngodly, out of the hande of the vnrighteous and cruell man. 4 For thou, O Lorde God, art the thynge that I longe for, thou art my hope euen fro my youth. 5 Thorow the haue I bene holden vp euer sence I was borne thou art he that toke me out of my mothers wombe, my prayse shalbe all waye of the. 6 I am become as it were a monster vnto many: but my sure trust is in the. 7 Oh let my mouth be fylled with thy prayse and honour all the daye longe. 8 Cast me not awaye in the tyme of age, forsake me not when my strength fayleth me. 9 For myne enemies speake agaynst me: & they that laye wayte for my soule, take their councell together, sayenge: God hath forsaken hym, persecute hym, and take hym, for there is none to deliuer him. 10 Go not farre fro me, O God: my God, haste the to helpe me. 11 Let them be confounded and peryshe, that are agaynst my soule: let them be couered with shame and dyshonoure, that seke to do me euell. 12 As for me, I wyll paciently abyde all waye, and will prayse the more and more. 13 My mouth shall daylie speake of thy righteousnesse & saluacion, for I knowe no ende therof. 14 I will go forth in the strength of the Lord God, & will make mencion of thy righteousnesse onely. 15 Thou, O God, hast taught me fro my youth vp vntill now, therfore will I tell of thy wonderous worckes. 16 Forsake me not, O God, in myne olde age, when I am gray headed: vntyll I haue shewed thy strength vnto this generacion, and thy power to all them that are yet for to come. 17 Thy righteousnes (O God) is very hie, and great thynges are they that thou hast done: O God, who is lyke vnto the? 18 O what greate troubles and aduersyties hast thou shewed me? and yet didest thou turne and refreshe me: yee, and broughtest me from the depe of the earth 19 Thou hast brought me to great honour and comforted me on euery syde. 20 Therfore will I prayse the and thy faythfulnesse, O God, playinge vpon an instrument of musick, vnto the wyll I synge vpon the harpe, O thou holy one of Israell. 21 My lyppes wylbe fayne, whan I synge vnto the: 22 and so will my soule whom thou hast deliuered. 23 My tonge also shall talke of thy ryghteousnesse all the daye longe, 24 for they are confounded and brought vnto shame, that seke to do me euell.