| The Holy Bible: King James Version. 2000. | | The Psalms | | 59 |
A Prayer for Deliverance from Enemies |
| To the chief Musician, Altas'chith, Michtam of David; when Saul sent, and they watched the house to kill him. 1.1--0.1 ; 0.19 ; 1.1--0.1 |
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Deliver me from mine enemies, O my God:
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defend me from them that rise up against me. |
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Deliver me from the workers of iniquity,
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and save me from bloody men. |
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For, lo, they lie in wait for my soul:
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the mighty are gathered against me; |
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not for my transgression, |
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nor for my sin, O LORD. |
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They run and prepare themselves without my fault.
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Awake to help me, and behold. |
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Thou therefore, O LORD God of hosts, the God of Israel,
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awake to visit all the heathen: |
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be not merciful to any wicked transgressors. Selah. |
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They return at evening:
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they make a noise like a dog, |
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and go round about the city. |
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Behold, they belch out with their mouth:
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swords are in their lips: |
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for who, say they, doth hear? |
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But thou, O LORD, shalt laugh at them;
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thou shalt have all the heathen in derision. |
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Because of his strength will I wait upon thee:
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The God of my mercy shall prevent me:
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God shall let me see my desire upon mine enemies. |
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Slay them not, lest my people forget:
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scatter them by thy power; |
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and bring them down, O Lord our shield. |
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For the sin of their mouth and the words of their lips
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let them even be taken in their pride: |
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and for cursing and lying which they speak. |
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Consume them in wrath, consume them,
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that they may not be: |
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and let them know that God ruleth in Jacob |
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unto the ends of the earth. Selah. |
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And at evening let them return;
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and let them make a noise like a dog, |
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and go round about the city. |
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Let them wander up and down for meat,
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and grudge if they be not satisfied. |
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But I will sing of thy power;
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yea, I will sing aloud of thy mercy in the morning: |
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for thou hast been my defense |
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and refuge in the day of my trouble. |
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Unto thee, O my strength, will I sing:
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for God is my defense, |
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and the God of my mercy. |
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