Song 71.
In the, oh Lord, do I put my trust?
Let me never be put to confusion.
Deliver me in that righteousness and caused me to escape.
Incline thine ear unto me and save me.
Be thou my strong habitation.
Where.
On two, I may continually resort.
Thou has given commandment to save me for thou art, my rock and my fortress.
Deliver me.
Oh God.
Out of the hand of the wicked.
Out of the hand of the unrighteous and cruel man.
For thou art, my hope, uh, Lord God.
Thou art, my trust from my youth.
By the, have I been holding up from the room?
Thou art.
He, that took me out of my mother's bowels.
My praise shall be continually of the.
I am as a wonder and too many.
But thou art, my strong refuge.
I let my mouth be filled with I praise.
And with.
I honor all the day.
Cast me not off in the time of old age for sake, me not when my strength faileth.
For my enemies, speak against me.
And they that lay wait for my soul to counsel together saying God have
forsaken him persecute and take him for there is none to deliver him.
Oh, God, be not far from me.
Oh, my God.
Make haste for my help.
Let them be confounded and consume that are adversaries to my soul.
Let them be covered with reproach and dishonor that seek my hurt.
But I will hope continually and will yet praise the more and more.
My mouth shall show forth thy righteousness and by
salvation all the day.
Frye.
No, not the numbers thereof.
I will go on the strength of the Lord.
God.
I will make mention of even of dine only.
Oh, God, that has taught me from my youth and Heather to have I
declared that wondrous works.
Now also when I am old and gray headed, oh God forsake me.
Not until I have showed that strength and to this generation and they
power to every one that is to come.
They righteousness also.
Oh, God is very high.
Who has done great things.
So God who is like on TV.
Thou, which has showed me great.
And sword troubles shall Quicken me again.
And so I'll bring me up again from the depths of the year.
They'll shut, increase my greatness and comfort me on every side.
I will also praise the, with the salary, even they truth.
Oh my God.
Unto the will I sing with the harp?
Oh, the holy one of Israel.
My lips shall greatly rejoice when I sing unto the.
And my soul, which thou hast redeemed.
My tongue also shall talk of thy righteousness all the day long.
For, they are confounded for, they are brought unto shame that seek my hurt.