1 By U, o HERE, skuil ek: laat my nie vir altyd beskaamd staan nie!
2 Red my deur u geregtigheid en bevry my; neig u oor tot my en verlos my!
3 Wees vir my 'n rots om in te woon, om gedurig in te gaan; U wat bevel gegee het om my te verlos, want U is my rots en my bergvesting.
4 My God, red my uit die hand van die goddelose, uit die mag van hom wat onreg doen, en van die geweldenaar.
5 Want U is my verwagting, Here HERE, my vertroue van my jeug af.
6 Op U het ek gesteun van die geboorte af, van die moederskoot af is U my bevryder; oor U is my lof altyddeur.
7 Ek was vir baie soos 'n wonder; maar U is my magtige toevlug.
8 My mond is vol van u lof, die hele dag van u roem.
9 Verwerp my nie in die tyd van die ouderdom nie, verlaat my nie as my krag gedaan is nie.
10 Want my vyande praat van my, en die wat op my lewe loer, hou saam raad
11 en sê: God het hom verlaat; agtervolg en gryp hom, want daar is geen redder nie!
12 o God, wees nie ver van my af nie; my God, maak tog gou om my te help!
13 Laat hulle wat my as vyand behandel, beskaamd staan, verteer word; laat hulle wat my ongeluk soek, hulleself toedraai in smaad en skande.
14 Maar ,k sal altyddeur hoop en al u lof vermeerder.
15 My mond sal u geregtigheid vertel, die hele dag u heil; want ek ken nie die maat daarvan nie.
16 Ek sal kom met die magtige dade van die Here HERE; ek sal u geregtigheid vermeld, die van U alleen.
17 o God, U het my geleer van my jeug af, en tot nou toe verkondig ek u wonders.
18 En ook tot die ouderdom en die grysheid toe -- o God, verlaat my nie, totdat ek aan die volgende geslag u arm verkondig, aan almal wat sal kom, u mag.
19 Ook is u geregtigheid, o God, tot in die hoogte; U wat groot dinge gedoen het, o God, wie is soos U?
20 U wat my baie en bange node laat sien het, sal my weer lewend maak en my weer ophaal uit die watervloede van die aarde.
21 Vermeerder my grootheid, en wend U om en troos my.
22 So wil ek U dan ook loof met die instrument van die harp, u trou, my God! Ek wil psalmsing tot u eer op die siter, o Heilige van Israel!
23 My lippe sal jubel as ek psalmsing tot u eer, en my siel, wat U verlos het.
24 Ook sal my tong u geregtigheid die hele dag prys, want hulle het beskaamd gestaan, want hulle wat my ongeluk soek, het rooi van skaamte geword.
1 In you, O Lord, have I put my hope; let me never be shamed.
2 Keep me safe in your righteousness, and come to my help; give ear to my voice, and be my saviour.
3 Be my strong Rock, the strong place of my salvation; for you are my Rock, and my safe place.
4 O my God, take me out of the hand of the sinner, out of the hand of the evil and cruel man.
5 For you are my hope, O Lord God; I have had faith in you from the time when I was young.
6 You have been my support from the day of my birth; you took me out of my mother's body; my praise will be ever of you.
7 I am a wonder to all; but you are my strong tower.
8 My mouth will be full of your praise and glory all the day.
9 Do not give me up when I am old; be my help even when my strength is gone.
10 For my haters are waiting secretly for me; and those who are watching for my soul are banded together in their evil designs,
11 Saying, God has given him up; go after him and take him, for he has no helper.
12 O God, be not far from me; O my God, come quickly to my help.
13 Let those who say evil against my soul be overcome and put to shame; let my haters be made low and have no honour.
14 But I will go on ever hoping, and increasing in all your praise.
15 My mouth will make clear your righteousness and your salvation all the day; for they are more than may be measured.
16 I will give news of the great acts of the Lord God; my words will be of your righteousness, and of yours only.
17 O God, you have been my teacher from the time when I was young; and I have been talking of your works of wonder even till now.
18 Now when I am old and grey-headed, O God, give me not up; till I have made clear your strength to this generation, and your power to all those to come.
19 Your righteousness, O God, is very high; you have done great things; O God, who is like you?
20 You, who have sent great and bitter troubles on me, will give me life again, lifting me up from the deep waters of the underworld.
21 You will make me greater than before, and give me comfort on every side.
22 I will give praise to you with instruments of music, O my God, for you are true; I will make songs to you with music, O Holy One of Israel.
23 Joy will be on my lips when I make melody to you; and in my soul, to which you have given salvation.
24 My tongue will be talking of your righteousness all the day; for those whose purpose is to do me evil have been crushed and put to shame.