“In you, O Lord, do I take refuge;
let me never be put to shame!
In your righteousness deliver me and rescue me;
incline your ear to me, and save me!
Be to me a rock of refuge,
to which I may continually come;..
for you are my rock and my fortress.
Rescue me, O my God, from the hand of the wicked,
from the grasp of the unjust and cruel man.
For you, O Lord, are my hope,
my trust, O Lord, from my youth.
Upon you I have leaned from before my birth;
you are he who took me from my mother’s womb.
My praise is continually of you.
I have been as a portent to many,
but you are my strong refuge.
My mouth is filled with your praise,
and with your glory all the day…
O God, be not far from me;
O my God, make haste to help me!
May my accusers be put to shame and consumed;
with scorn and disgrace may they be covered
who seek my hurt.
But I will hope continually
and will praise you yet more and more.
My mouth will tell of your righteous acts,
of your deeds of salvation all the day,
for their number is past my knowledge.
With the mighty deeds of the Lord God I will come;
I will remind them of your righteousness, yours alone.
O God, from my youth you have taught me,
and I still proclaim your wondrous deeds.
So even to old age and gray hairs,
O God, do not forsake me,
until I proclaim your might to another generation,
your power to all those to come.
Your righteousness, O God,
reaches the high heavens.
You who have done great things,
O God, who is like you?
You who have made me see many troubles and calamities
will revive me again…
You will increase my greatness
and comfort me again.
I will also praise you with the harp
for your faithfulness, O my God;
I will sing praises to you with the lyre,
O Holy One…
My lips will shout for joy,
when I sing praises to you;
my soul also, which you have redeemed.
And my tongue will talk of your righteous help all the day long.” Psalm 71:1-8,12-24a
The continuals of mighty God, and our experience and interaction with Him, expand our vision, secure our hope, and inspire our praise. Continually come to the rock. Continually praise. Continually hope. Give glory all the day. Praise yet more and more. From before my birth, from my youth, and I still, all the day long, to old age and gray hairs, to another generation, again, and again.
Our God is measureless, limitless, an immovable rock, and we can come to Him again and again in every season of need. He hears our cries, and He delivers. He knows our suffering, and He rescues. From wickedness, injustice, cruelty, accusation, hurt, and calamity, He saves us into hope, trust, praise, revival, comfort, and joy. There is none like Him!
What cares have we that He cannot hold, what fears over which He cannot triumph? What troubles will we bring for Him to solve, what harm for Him to heal? (Psalm 55:22; Matthew 11:28; John 16:33; 1 Peter 5:7)
O my God, keep me continually close, and continually proclaiming Your wondrous deeds of might, salvation, and faithfulness. You alone are worthy of vibrant, ongoing trust, hope, and praise.
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