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Chapter 3
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1
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Lord, how are they increased that trouble me! many
are they that rise up against me. |
2
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Many there be which say of my soul, There is no help
for him in God. Selah. |
3
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But thou, O LORD, art a shield for me; my glory, and
the lifter up of mine head. |
4
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I cried unto the LORD with my voice, and he heard me
out of his holy hill. Selah. |
5
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I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the LORD sustained
me. |
6
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I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that
have set themselves against me round about. |
7
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Arise, O LORD; save me, O my God: for thou hast smitten
all mine enemies upon the cheek bone; thou hast broken
the teeth of the ungodly. |
8
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Salvation belongeth unto the LORD: thy blessing is
upon thy people. Selah. |
