Psalm
To the director. A melody of David.
31 In you, O Jehovah,* have I taken refuge.+
O may I never be ashamed.+
In your righteousness provide escape for me.+
3 For you are my crag and my stronghold;+
And for the sake of your name+ you will lead me and conduct me.+
7 I will be joyful and rejoice in your loving-kindness,*+
In that you have seen my affliction;+
You have known about the distresses of my soul,+
8 And you have not surrendered me into the hand of the enemy.+
You have made my feet stand in a roomy place.+
9 Show me favor, O Jehovah,* for I am in sore straits.+
With vexation my eye has become weak,+ my soul and my belly.+
10 For with grief my life has come to an end,+
And my years in sighing.+
Because of my error my power has stumbled,+
And my very bones have become weak.+
11 From the standpoint of all those showing hostility to me+ I have become a reproach,+
And to my neighbors very much so,+
And a dread to my acquaintances.+
When seeing me out of doors, they have fled from me.+
12 Like someone dead [and] not in the heart, I have been forgotten;+
I have become like a damaged* vessel;+
13 For I have heard the bad report by many,+
Fright being on all sides.+
When they mass together as one against me,+
17 O Jehovah, may I not be ashamed, for I have called on you.+
May the wicked ones be ashamed;+
May they keep silent in Sheʹol.+
18 May false lips become speechless,+
That are speaking against the righteous one,+ unrestrainedly in haughtiness and contempt.+
19 How abundant your goodness is,+ which you have treasured up for those fearing you!+
[Which] you have rendered to those taking refuge in you,
20 You will conceal them in the secret place of your person*+
From the banding together of men.*+
You will hide them in your booth from the quarreling of tongues.+
22 As for me, I said when I became panicky:+
“I shall certainly be exterminated from in front of your eyes.”+
Surely you have heard the voice of my entreaties when I cried to you for help.+