To the choirmaster. A Psalm of David.
1 In you, O Lord, do I take refuge;
let me never be put to shame;
in your righteousness deliver me!
rescue me speedily!
Be a rock of refuge for me,
a strong fortress to save me!
and for your name’s sake you lead me and guide me;
for you are my refuge.
you have redeemed me, O Lord, faithful God.
but I trust in the Lord.
because you have seen my affliction;
you have known the distress of my soul,
you have set my feet in a broad place.
my eye is wasted from grief;
my soul and my body also.
and my years with sighing;
my strength fails because of my iniquity,
and my bones waste away.
especially to my neighbors,
and an object of dread to my acquaintances;
those who see me in the street flee from me.
I have become like a broken vessel.
terror on every side! —
as they scheme together against me,
as they plot to take my life.
I say, “You are my God.”
rescue me from the hand of my enemies and from my persecutors!
save me in your steadfast love!
for I call upon you;
let the wicked be put to shame;
let them go silently to Sheol.
which speak insolently against the righteous
in pride and contempt.
which you have stored up for those who fear you
and worked for those who take refuge in you,
in the sight of the children of mankind!
from the plots of men;
you store them in your shelter
from the strife of tongues.
for he has wondrously shown his steadfast love to me
when I was in a besieged city.
“I am cut off from your sight.”
But you heard the voice of my pleas for mercy
when I cried to you for help.
The Lord preserves the faithful
but abundantly repays the one who acts in pride.
all you who wait for the Lord!