19 lines
648 B
Markdown
19 lines
648 B
Markdown
# Chapter 3
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1 Lord, how my foes increase!
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There are many who attack me.
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2 Many say about me,
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“There is no help for him in God.” Selah
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3 But you, Lord, are a shield around me,
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my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
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4 I cry aloud to the Lord,
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and he answers me from his holy mountain. Selah
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5 I lie down and sleep;
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I wake again because the Lord sustains me.
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6 I will not be afraid of thousands of people
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who have taken their stand against me on every side.
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7 Rise up, Lord!
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Save me, my God!
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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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may your blessing be on your people. Selah |