To the director. A melody of David.
May I never be put to shame.+
Rescue me because of your righteousness.+
Come quickly to my rescue.+
Become for me a mountain stronghold,
A fortified place to save me.+
6 I hate those who are devoted to worthless, vain idols,
But as for me, I trust in Jehovah.
7 I will rejoice greatly in your loyal love,
For you have seen my affliction;+
You are aware of my deep distress.*
9 Show me favor, O Jehovah, for I am in distress.
My strength is waning because of my error;
My bones grow weak.+
And I am dreaded by my acquaintances;
When they see me in public, they flee from me.+
I declare: “You are my God.”+
Rescue me from the hand of my enemies and from those persecuting me.+
Save me by your loyal love.
Lips that speak arrogantly against the righteous, with haughtiness and contempt.
You have stored it up for those who fear you,+
And you have shown it before all men, in behalf of those taking refuge in you.+
From the schemes of men;
You will hide them in your shelter
21 May Jehovah be praised,
22 As for me, I panicked and said:
“I will perish from before you.”+
But you heard my pleas for help when I cried out to you.+