Psalm 71 -- Common English Bible translation (2011)

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I've taken refuge in you, LORD.
Don't let me ever be put to shame!
Deliver me and rescue me by your righteousness!
Bend your ear toward me and save me!
Be my rock of refuge where I can always escape.
You commanded that my life be saved
because you are my rock and my fortress.

My God, rescue me from the power of the wicked;
rescue me from the grip of the wrongdoer and the oppressor
because you are my hope, Lord.
You, LORD, are the one I've trusted since childhood.
I've depended on you from birth --
you cut the cord when I came from my mother's womb.
My praise is always about you.
I've become an example to many people
because you are my strong refuge.
My mouth is filled with your praise,
glorifying you all day long.
Don't cast me off in old age.
Don't abandon me when my strength is used up!

Yes, my enemies have been talking about me;
those who stalk me plot together:
"God has abandoned him!
Pursue him!
Grab him
because no one will deliver him!"
Don't be far from me, God!
My God, hurry to help me!
Let my accusers be put to shame,
completely finished off!
Let those who seek my downfall
be dressed in insults and disgrace!

But me? I will hope. Always.
I will add to all your praise.
My mouth will repeat your righteous acts
and your saving deeds all day long.
I don't even know how many of those there are!
I will dwell on your mighty acts, my Lord;
LORD, I will help others remember nothing but your righteous deeds.
You've taught me since my youth, God,
and I'm still proclaiming your wondrous deeds!

So, even in my old age with gray hair;
don't abandon me, God!
Not until I tell generations about your mighty arm,
tell all who are yet to come
about your strength,
and about your ultimate righteousness, God,
because you've done awesome things!
Who can compare to you, God?
You, who have shown me many troubles and calamities,
will revive me once more.
From the depths of the earth,
you will raise me up one more time.
Please increase my honor and comfort me all around.
Then I'll give you thanks with a harp --
I will thank you for your faithfulness, my God.
I will make music for you
with the lyre, holy one of Israel.
My lips will rejoice aloud when I make music for you;
my whole being / soul, which you saved, will do the same.
My tongue, also, will tell of your righteousness all day long,
because those who seek my downfall
have been put to shame and disgraced.