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1 | Give ear to my prayer, O God; and hide not thyself from my
supplication. |
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2 | Attend unto me, and hear me: I mourn in my complaint, and make
a noise; |
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3 | Because of the voice of the enemy, because of the oppression
of the wicked: for they cast iniquity upon me, and in wrath
they hate me. |
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4 | My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death
are fallen upon me. |
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5 | Fearfulness and trembling are come upon me, and horror hath
overwhelmed me. |
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6 | And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove! for then would I
fly away, and be at rest. |
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7 | Lo, then would I wander far off, and remain in the wilderness.
Selah. |
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8 | I would hasten my escape from the windy storm and tempest. |
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9 | Destroy, O Lord, and divide their tongues: for I have seen
violence and strife in the city. |
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10 | Day and night they go about it upon the walls thereof:
mischief also and sorrow are in the midst of it. |
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11 | Wickedness is in the midst thereof: deceit and guile depart
not from her streets. |
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12 | For it was not an enemy that reproached me; then I could have
borne it: neither was it he that hated me that did magnify
himself against me; then I would have hid myself from him: |
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13 | But it was thou, a man mine equal, my guide, and mine
acquaintance. |
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14 | We took sweet counsel together, and walked unto the house of
God in company. |
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15 | Let death seize upon them, and let them go down quick into
hell: for wickedness is in their dwellings, and among them. |
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16 | As for me, I will call upon God; and the LORD shall save me. |
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17 | Evening, and morning, and at noon, will I pray, and cry aloud:
and he shall hear my voice. |
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18 | He hath delivered my soul in peace from the battle that was
against me: for there were many with me. |
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19 | God shall hear, and afflict them, even he that abideth of old.
Selah. Because they have no changes, therefore they fear not
God. |
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20 | He hath put forth his hands against such as be at peace with
him: he hath broken his covenant. |
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21 | The words of his mouth were smoother than butter, but war was
in his heart: his words were softer than oil, yet were they
drawn swords. |
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22 | Cast thy burden upon the LORD, and he shall sustain thee: he
shall never suffer the righteous to be moved. |
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23 | But thou, O God, shalt bring them down into the pit of
destruction: bloody and deceitful men shall not live out half
their days; but I will trust in thee. |
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