19 lines
690 B
Markdown
19 lines
690 B
Markdown
# Chapter 3
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1 O Lord, how many are my foes!
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Many are rising against me;
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2 many are saying of my soul,
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“There is no salvation for him in God.” Selah
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3 But you, O Lord, are a shield about me,
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my glory, and the lifter of my head.
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4 I cried aloud to the Lord,
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and he answered me from his holy hill. Selah
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5 I lay down and slept;
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I woke again, for the Lord sustained me.
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6 I will not be afraid of many thousands of people
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who have set themselves against me all around.
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7 Arise, O Lord!
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Save me, O my God!
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For you strike all my enemies on the cheek;
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you break the teeth of the wicked.
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8 Salvation belongs to the Lord;
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your blessing be on your people! Selah |