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