Portions adapted by Julie Tennent from the 1650 Scottish Metrical Psalter
1In You, O Lord, I refuge take; let me not be ashamed;
2Deliver me in righteousness by which You, Lord, are named.
3O turn Your ear to me and save, my rock of refuge sure;
Send word to save me, for You are my steadfast rock and fort.
4Deliver me, O God, from hands of wicked evil men;
5For You my hope and trust, O Lord, for all my life have been.
6From birth I have relied on You, e’en from my mother’s womb;
You brought me forth, and I will praise You till I’m in the tomb.
7To many I’m a wonder, but You are my refuge strong.
8My mouth is filled, declaring praise – Your glory all day long.
9Don’t cast me off when I am old; when strength’s gone, don’t forsake;
10For enemies against me plot, and wait my life to take.
11They say, “God has forsaken him; pursue him – none will save!”
12Don’t be far from me, O my God; come quickly – help I crave.
13May my accusers perish and be put to shame, lose face;
May those who wish to harm me soon be covered with disgrace.
14But as for me, I always hope in You, my Lord and King;
And I will praise You more and more; Your praise I’ll ever sing.
15My mouth will tell Your righteousness, salvation all day long;
Though I don’t know its measure – not how broad or high or long.
16And I will constantly go on in strength of God the Lord;
And Your own righteousness alone, and deeds I will record.
17For even from my youth, O God, by You I have been taught;
And to this day I have declared the wonders You have wrought.
18And even when I’m old and gray, You’ll not forsake, I know;
Till to this generation I Your strength and power show.
19Your righteousness does reach the sky; You, who have done great things;
For who is like You, O my God? Your glory, my soul sings.
20Though You have great adversities and troubles to me shown;
You will restore my life again; bring up from depths below.
21My honor and my pow’r You will increase, and far extend;
On ev’ry side, against all grief, You will me comfort send.
22I’ll praise You for Your faithfulness, with harp and lyre, O God;
O Holy One of Israel, I’ll sing Your praise abroad.
23My lips will shout for joy and sing; when I Your praises sound;
My very life, which You’ve redeemed, with much joy does abound.
24My tongue will tell Your righteous acts throughout the whole day long;
For they’ve been put to shame, disgraced, who sought to do me wrong.