| Chapter 63 |
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Unto the end, a psalm for David. |
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Hear, O God, my prayer, when I make supplication to thee : deliver my soul from the fear of the enemy. |
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Thou hast protected me from the assembly of the malignant; from the multitude of the workers of iniquity. |
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For they have whetted their tongues like a sword; they have bent their bow a bitter thing, |
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to shoot in secret the undefiled. |
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They will shoot at him on a sudden, and will not fear: they are resolute in wickedness. They have talked of hiding snares; they have said: Who shall see them? |
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They have searched after iniquities: they have failed in their search. Man shall come to a deep heart: |
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and God shall be exalted. The arrows of children are their wounds: |
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and their tongues against them are made weak. All that saw them were troubled; |
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and every man was afraid. And they declared the works of God: and understood his doings. |
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The just shall rejoice in the Lord, and shall hope in him: and all the upright in heart shall be praised. |
