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Let me never be put to shame
In Your righteousness, rescue me and deliver me
Turn Your ear to me and me save
Be my rock of refuge
To which I can always go even in distress
Give the command to save me
For You are my rock and my fortress
Deliver me, my God, from the hand of the wicked
From the grasp of those who are evil and cruel and love no truth
For You have been my hope, Sovereign Lord
My confidence since my youth
From birth I have relied on You
You brought me forth from my mother’s womb
I will ever praise You
This I do know I don’t presume
I have become a sign to many
You are my refuge calm and strong
My mouth is filled with Your praise
Declaring Your splendor all day long
Do not cast me away when I am old
Do not forsake me when my strength is gone
For my enemies speak against me
Those who wait to kill me conspire together day and night long
They say, “God has forsaken him
Pursue him and seize him
For no one will rescue him
Even God will not help him”
Do not be far from me, my God
Come quickly, God, to help me
May my accusers perish in shame
May be covered with scorn and disgrace those who want to harm me
As for me, I will always have hope
I will praise You more and more
My mouth will tell of Your righteous deeds
Of Your saving acts all day long—
Though I know not how to relate them all
I will tell all day long
I will come and proclaim Your mighty acts, Sovereign Lord
I will proclaim Your righteous deeds, Yours alone
Since my youth, God, You have taught me
And to this day I declare Your marvelous deeds
Even when I am old and gray
Do not forsake me, my God, in You I believe
Do not forsake me, my God
Till I declare Your power to the next generation
Your mighty acts to all who are to come
To every people and every nation
Your righteousness, God, reaches to the heavens
You who have done great things. Who is like You, God?
Though You have made me see troubles many and bitter
You will restore my life again, my Lord
You will restore my life again
From the depths of the earth
You will again bring me up
Back to light, back to mirth
You will increase my honor
And comfort me once more with Your word
I will praise You with the harp
For Your faithfulness, my God
I will sing praise to You with the lyre, Holy One of Israel
My lips will shout for joy when I sing praise to You—
I whom You have delivered
I who will always love You
My tongue will tell of Your righteous acts
Will tell all day long
For those who wanted to harm me
Have been put to shame and confusion and then they were gone
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