New International Reader's Version

Psalm 71

Psalm 71

Lord, I have gone to you for safety.
    Let me never be put to shame.
You do what is right, so save me and help me.
    Pay attention to me and save me.
Be my rock of safety
    that I can always go to.
Give the command to save me.
    You are my rock and my fort.
My God, save me from the power of sinners.
    Save me from the hands of those who are mean and evil.

You are the King and the Lord. You have always been my hope.
    I have trusted in you ever since I was young.
From the time I was born I have depended on you.
    You brought me out of my mother’s body.
    I will praise you forever.
To many people I am an example of how much you care.
    You are my strong place of safety.
My mouth is filled with praise for you.
    All day long I will talk about your glory.

Don’t push me away when I’m old.
    Don’t desert me when my strength is gone.
10 My enemies speak against me.
    Those who want to kill me get together and make evil plans.
11 They say, “God has deserted him.
    Go after him and grab him.
    No one will save him.”
12 God, don’t be far away from me.
    My God, come quickly and help me.
13 May those who bring charges against me die in shame.
    May those who want to harm me
    be covered with shame and dishonor.

14 But I will always have hope.
    I will praise you more and more.
15 I will tell other people about all the good things you have done.
    All day long I will talk about how you have saved your people.
    But there’s no way I could say how many times you’ve done this.
16 Lord and King, I will come and announce your mighty acts.
    I will announce all the good things that you alone do.
17 God, ever since I was young you have taught me.
    To this very day I tell about your wonderful acts.
18 God, don’t leave me
    even when I’m old and have gray hair.
Let me live to tell my children about your power.
    Let me tell all of them about your mighty acts.

19 God, your saving acts reach to the skies.
    You have done great things.
    God, who is like you?
20 You have sent many bitter troubles my way.
    But you will give me new life.
Even if I’m almost in the grave,
    you will bring me back.
21 You will honor me more and more.
    You will comfort me once again.

22 My God, I will use the harp to praise you
    because you are always faithful.
Holy One of Israel,
    I will use the lyre to sing praise to you.
23 My lips will shout with joy
    when I sing praise to you.
    You have saved me.
24 All day long my tongue will say
    that you have done what is right.
Those who wanted to harm me have been put to shame.
    They have not been honored.

The Message

Psalm 71

11-3 I run for dear life to God,
    I’ll never live to regret it.
Do what you do so well:
    get me out of this mess and up on my feet.
Put your ear to the ground and listen,
    give me space for salvation.
Be a guest room where I can retreat;
    you said your door was always open!
You’re my salvation—my vast, granite fortress.

4-7 My God, free me from the grip of Wicked,
    from the clutch of Bad and Bully.
You keep me going when times are tough—
    my bedrock, God, since my childhood.
I’ve hung on you from the day of my birth,
    the day you took me from the cradle;
    I’ll never run out of praise.
Many gasp in alarm when they see me,
    but you take me in stride.

8-11 Just as each day brims with your beauty,
    my mouth brims with praise.
But don’t turn me out to pasture when I’m old
    or put me on the shelf when I can’t pull my weight.
My enemies are talking behind my back,
    watching for their chance to knife me.
The gossip is: “God has abandoned him.
    Pounce on him now; no one will help him.”

12-16 God, don’t just watch from the sidelines.
    Come on! Run to my side!
My accusers—make them lose face.
    Those out to get me—make them look
Like idiots, while I stretch out, reaching for you,
    and daily add praise to praise.
I’ll write the book on your righteousness,
    talk up your salvation the livelong day,
    never run out of good things to write or say.
I come in the power of the Lord God,
    I post signs marking his right-of-way.

17-24 You got me when I was an unformed youth,
    God, and taught me everything I know.
Now I’m telling the world your wonders;
    I’ll keep at it until I’m old and gray.
God, don’t walk off and leave me
    until I get out the news
Of your strong right arm to this world,
    news of your power to the world yet to come,
Your famous and righteous
    ways, O God.
God, you’ve done it all!
    Who is quite like you?
You, who made me stare trouble in the face,
    Turn me around;
Now let me look life in the face.
    I’ve been to the bottom;
Bring me up, streaming with honors;
    turn to me, be tender to me,
And I’ll take up the lute and thank you
    to the tune of your faithfulness, God.
I’ll make music for you on a harp,
    Holy One of Israel.
When I open up in song to you,
    I let out lungsful of praise,
    my rescued life a song.
All day long I’m chanting
    about you and your righteous ways,
While those who tried to do me in
    slink off looking ashamed.