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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData To the Overseer. -- `On the Dumb Dove far off.' -- A secret treasure of David, in the Philistines' taking hold of him in Gath. Favour me, O God, for man swallowed me up, All the day fighting he oppresseth me, |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData Mine enemies have swallowed up all the day, For many `are' fighting against me, O most High, |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData The day I am afraid I am confident toward Thee. |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData In God I praise His word, in God I have trusted, I fear not what flesh doth to me. |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData All the day they wrest my words, Concerning me all their thoughts `are' for evil, |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData They assemble, they hide, they watch my heels, When they have expected my soul. |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData By iniquity they escape, In anger the peoples put down, O God. |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData My wandering Thou hast counted, Thou -- place Thou my tear in Thy bottle, Are they not in Thy book? |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData Then turn back do mine enemies in the day I call. This I have known, that God `is' for me. |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData In God I praise the word, In Jehovah I praise the word. |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData In God I trusted, I fear not what man doth to me, |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData On me, O God, `are' Thy vows, I repay thank-offerings to Thee. |
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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData For Thou hast delivered my soul from death, Dost Thou not my feet from falling? To walk habitually before God in the light of the living! |
