King James VersionPsalms31

Psalms

1 In thee, O LORD, do I put my trust; let me nev­er be ashamed: de­liv­er me in thy righ­teous­ness.
2 Bow down thine ear to me; de­liv­er me speed­i­ly: be thou my strong rock, for an house of de­fence to save me.
3 For thou art my rock and my fortress; there­fore for thy name's sake lead me, and guide me.
4 Pull me out of the net that they have laid priv­i­ly for me: for thou art my strength.
5 Into thine hand I com­mit my spir­it: thou hast re­deemed me, O LORD God of truth.
6 I have hat­ed them that re­gard ly­ing van­i­ties: but I trust in the LORD.
7 I will be glad and re­joice in thy mer­cy: for thou hast con­sid­ered my trou­ble; thou hast known my soul in ad­ver­si­ties;
8 And hast not shut me up into the hand of the en­e­my: thou hast set my feet in a large room.
9 Have mer­cy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trou­ble: mine eye is con­sumed with grief, yea, my soul and my bel­ly.
10 For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sigh­ing: my strength faileth be­cause of mine in­iq­ui­ty, and my bones are con­sumed.
11 I was a re­proach among all mine en­e­mies, but es­pe­cial­ly among my neigh­bours, and a fear to mine ac­quain­tance: they that did see me with­out fled from me.
12 I am for­got­ten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a bro­ken ves­sel.
13 For I have heard the slan­der of many: fear was on ev­ery side: while they took coun­sel to­geth­er against me, they de­vised to take away my life.
14 But I trust­ed in thee, O LORD: I said, Thou art my God.
15 My times are in thy hand: de­liv­er me from the hand of mine en­e­mies, and from them that per­se­cute me.
16 Make thy face to shine upon thy ser­vant: save me for thy mer­cies' sake.
17 Let me not be ashamed, O LORD; for I have called upon thee: let the wicked be ashamed, and let them be silent in the grave.
18 Let the ly­ing lips be put to si­lence; which speak grievous things proud­ly and con­temp­tu­ous­ly against the righ­teous.
19 Oh how great is thy good­ness, which thou hast laid up for them that fear thee; which thou hast wrought for them that trust in thee be­fore the sons of men!
20 Thou shalt hide them in the se­cret of thy pres­ence from the pride of man: thou shalt keep them se­cret­ly in a pavil­ion from the strife of tongues.
21 Blessed be the LORD: for he hath shewed me his mar­vel­lous kind­ness in a strong city.
22 For I said in my haste, I am cut off from be­fore thine eyes: nev­er­the­less thou heardest the voice of my sup­pli­ca­tions when I cried unto thee.
23 O love the LORD, all ye his saints: for the LORD pre­serveth the faith­ful, and plen­ti­ful­ly re­wardeth the proud do­er.
24 Be of good courage, and he shall strength­en your heart, all ye that hope in the LORD.