18 Now that I am old and gray,do not forsake me, God,That I may proclaim your mightto all generations yet to come,Your power
19 and justice, God,to the highest heaven.You have done great things;O God, who is your equal?
20 Whatever bitter afflictions you sent me,you would turn and revive me.From the watery depths of the earthonce more raise me up.
21 Restore my honor;turn and comfort me,
22 That I may praise you with the lyrefor your faithfulness, my God,And sing to you with the harp,O Holy One of Israel!
23 My lips will shout for joy as I sing your praise;my soul, too, which you have redeemed.
24 Yes, my tongue shall recountyour justice day by day.For those who sought my ruinhave been shamed and disgraced.