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To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. Deliver me, O LORD, from the evil man: preserve me from the violent man; |
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Which imagine mischiefs in their heart; continually are they gathered together for war. |
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They have sharpened their tongues like a serpent; adders' poison is under their lips. Selah. |
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Keep me, O LORD, from the hands of the wicked; preserve me from the violent man; who have purposed to overthrow my goings. |
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The proud have hid a snare for me, and cords; they have spread a net by the wayside; they have set gins for me. Selah. |
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I said unto the LORD, Thou art my God: hear the voice of my supplications, O LORD. |
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O GOD the Lord, the strength of my salvation, thou hast covered my head in the day of battle. |
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Grant not, O LORD, the desires of the wicked: further not his wicked device; lest they exalt themselves. Selah. |
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As for the head of those that compass me about, let the mischief of their own lips cover them. |
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Let burning coals fall upon them: let them be cast into the fire; into deep pits, that they rise not up again. |
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Let not an evil speaker be established in the earth: evil shall hunt the violent man to overthrow him. |
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I know that the LORD will maintain the cause of the afflicted, and the right of the poor. |
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Surely the righteous shall give thanks unto thy name: the upright shall dwell in thy presence. |
