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I will teach you the fear of the Lord.
of the Lord are upon the righteous,
heart; And saveth such as be of a contrite spirit. Many are the afflictions of the righteous: But the Lord delivereth him out of them all. He keepeth all his bones: Not one of them is broken. Evil shall slay the wicked: And they that hate the righteous shall be desolate. The Lord redeemeth the soul of his servants: And none of them that trust in him shall be desolate.
A Psalm of David Plead
my cause, O Lord, with them that strive with
Fight against them that fight against me.
for mine help Draw out also the spear, and stop the
way against them that persecute me: Say unto my soul, I am thy salvation. Let them be confounded and put to shame that seek
after my soul: Let them be turned back and brought to confusion that devise
hurt. Let them be as chaff before the wind: And let the angel of the Lord chase them. Let their way be dark and slippery: And let the angel of the Lord persecute them. For without cause have they hid for me their net in
a pit, Which without cause they have digged for my soul. Let destruction come upon him at unawares; And let his net that he hath hid catch himself: Into that very destruction let him fall. And my soul shall be joyful in the Lord: It shall rejoice in his salvation. All my bones shall say,
Lord, who is like unto thee,
for him, Yea, the
poor and the needy from him that spoileth him? False witnesses did rise up; They laid to my charge things that I knew not. They rewarded me evil for good To the spoiling of my
soul. But as for me, when they were sick, my clothing
was sackcloth: I humbled my soul with fasting; And my prayer returned into mine own bosom. I behaved myself as though he had been my
friend or brother: I bowed down heavily, as one that mourneth for his
mother. But in mine adversity they rejoiced, and gathered
themselves together: Yea, the abjects gathered themselves together
against me, and I knew it not; They did tear me, and ceased not: With hypocritical mockers in feasts, They gnashed upon me with their teeth. Lord, how long wilt thou look on? Rescue my soul from their destructions, My darling from the lions. I will give thee thanks in the great congregation:
I will praise thee among much people.
joice over me:
without a cause.
are quiet in the land.
have it: Let them not say, We have swallowed him up. Let them be ashamed and brought to confusion to
gether that rejoice at mine hurt: Let them be clothed with shame and dishonour that
magnify themselves against me. Let them shout for joy, and be glad, that favour my
righteous cause: Yea, let them say continually, Let the Lord be magnified,
Which hath pleasure in the prosperity of his servant. And my tongue shall speak of thy righteousness And of thy praise all the day long.
To the chief Musician A Psalm of David the servant of the Lord The transgression of the wicked saith within my
upon his bed;
the shadow of thy wings. They shall be abundantly satisfied with the fatness of thy house;