In Thee, O Lord, I put my trust;
Shamed let me ne­ver be;
O save me in Thy right­eous­ness,
Give ear, and res­cue me.
Be Thou my rock, my dwell­ing place,
Forever mine, as now;
Salvation Thou hast willed for me,
My rock and fort­ress, Thou.

Deliver me from wick­ed hands,
Save me from men un­just,
For Thou, Je­ho­vah, art my hope,
From youth Thou art my trust.
Thou hast up­held me in Thy grace,
From child­hood’s ear­ly days;
To Thee from whom I life re­ceived
Will I give con­stant praise.

Though trou­bles great o’er­sha­dow me,
Thou art my re­fuge strong,
My mouth shall praise Thee all the day,
Thine hon­or be my song.
Cast me not off when hoa­ry age
Becomes my wea­ry lot,
And in the days of fail­ing strength
Do Thou for­sake me not.

My foes are strong and con­fi­dent
For I to them ap­pear
As one for­sak­en by his God,
With none to help me near.
My God, be Thou not far from me,
Make haste to hear my call;
Ashamed, con­sumed be all my foes,
Dishonored let them fall.

But I will ev­er hope in Thee,
My cease­less praise is Thine;
I will de­clare Thy count­less deeds
Of truth and grace di­vine.
Yea, I will tell the migh­ty acts
Performed by God the Lord;
Thy right­eous­ness and Thine alone,
With praise I will re­cord.