Psalm 31   

I
In you O Lord, I take refuge;
Let me never be put to shame.
In your justice, rescue me,
Incline your ear to me,
Make haste to deliver me!
Be my rock of refuge,
A stronghold to give me safety.
You are my rock and my fortress;
For your name's sake you will lead and guide me.
You will free me from the snare they set for me,
For you are my refuge.
Into your hands, I commend my spirit;
You will redeem me, O Lord, O faithful God.
You hate those who worship vain idols,
But my trust is in the Lord.
I will rejoice and be glad of your kindness;
When you have seen my affliction
And watched over me in my distress,
Not shutting me up in the grip of my enemy
But enabling me to move about at large.

II
Have pity on me, O Lord, for I am in distress;
With sorrow my eye is consumed;
My soul also, and my body.
For my life is spent with grief and my years with sighing;
My strength has failed through affliction,
And my bones are consumed.
For all my foes I am an object of reproach,
A laughingstock to my neighbors,
And a dread to my friends;
They who see me abroad flee from me.
I am forgotten like the unremembered dead;
I am like a dish that is broken.
I hear the whispers of the crowd, that frighten me from every side,
As they consult together against me,
Plotting to take my life.
But my trust is in you, O Lord;
I say, "You are my God."
In your hands is my destiny, rescue me
From the clutches of my enemies and my persecutors.
Let your face shine on your servant; save me in your kindness.
O Lord, let me not be put to shame, for I call upon you;
Let the wicked be put to shame;
Let them be reduced to silence in the nether world.
Let dumbness strike their lying lips,
That speak insolence against the just in pride and scorn.

III
How great is the goodness O Lord,
Which you have in store for those who fear you,
And which, toward those who take refuge in you,
You show in the sight of men.
You hide them in the shelter of your presence
From the plottings of men;
You screen them within your abode
From the strife of tongues.
Blessed be the Lord whose wondrous kindness
He has shown me in a fortified city.
Once I said in my anguish, "I am cut off from your sight";
You heard the sound of my pleading
When I cried out to you.
Love the Lord all you his faithful ones!
The Lord keeps those who are constant,
But more than requites those who act proudly.
Take courage and be stouthearted,
All you who hope in the Lord.