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51
Miserere mei, Deus |
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Have mercy on me, O
God, according to your
loving-kindness; *
in your great compassion blot out my offenses. |
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Wash me through and
through from my wickedness *
and cleanse me from my sin. |
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| 3 |
For I know my
transgressions, *
and my sin is ever before me. |
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Against you only have
I sinned *
and done what is evil in your sight. |
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And so you are
justified when you speak *
and upright in your judgment. |
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Indeed, I have been
wicked from my birth, *
a sinner from my mother's womb. |
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For behold, you look
for truth deep within me, *
and will make me understand wisdom secretly |
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Purge me from my sin,
and I shall be pure; *
wash me, and I shall be clean indeed. |
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Make me hear of joy
and gladness, *
that the body you have broken may rejoice. |
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| 10 |
Hide your face from my
sins *
and blot out all my iniquities. |
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Create in me a clean
heart, O God, *
and renew a right spirit within me. |
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| 12 |
Cast me not away from
your presence *
and take not your holy Spirit from me. |
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| 13 |
Give me the joy of
your saving help again *
and sustain me with your bountiful Spirit. |
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| 14 |
I shall teach your
ways to the wicked, *
and sinners shall return to you. |
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Deliver me from death,
O God, *
and my tongue shall sing of your righteousness,
O God of my salvation. |
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Open my lips, O Lord,
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and my mouth shall proclaim your praise. |
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Had you desired it, I
would have offered sacrifice, *
but you take no delight in burnt-offerings. |
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The sacrifice of God
is a troubled spirit; *
a broken and contrite heart, O God, you will not despise. |
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Be favorable and
gracious to Zion, *
and rebuild the walls of Jerusalem. |
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Then you will be
pleased with the appointed sacrifices,
with burnt-offerings and oblations; *
then shall they offer young bullocks upon your altar. |
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52
Quid gloriaris? |
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You tyrant, why do you
boast of wickedness *
against the godly all day long? |
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You plot ruin;
your tongue is like a sharpened razor, *
O worker of deception. |
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You love evil more
than good *
and lying more than speaking the truth. |
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You love all words
that hurt, *
O you deceitful tongue. |
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Oh, that God would
demolish you utterly, *
topple you, and snatch you from your dwelling,
and root you out of the land of the living! |
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The righteous shall
see and tremble, *
and they shall laugh at him, saying, |
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"This is the one who
did not take God for a refuge, *
but trusted in great wealth
and relied upon wickedness." |
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But I am like a green
olive tree in the house of God; *
I trust in the mercy of God for ever and ever. |
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I will give you thanks
for what you have done *
and declare the goodness of your Name in the presence
of the godly. |
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Tenth Day: Evening
Prayer |
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53
Dixit insipiens |
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The fool has said in
his heart, "There is no God." *
All are corrupt and commit abominable acts;
there is none who does any good. |
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God looks down from
heaven upon us all, *
to see if there is any who is wise,
if there is one who seeks after God. |
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Every one has proved
faithless;
all alike have turned bad; *
there is none who does good; no, not one. |
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Have they no
knowledge, those evildoers *
who eat up my people like bread
and do not call upon God? |
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See how greatly they
tremble,
such trembling as never was; *
for God has scattered the bones of the enemy;
they are put to shame, because God has rejected them. |
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Oh, that Israel's
deliverance would come out of Zion! *
when God restores the fortunes of his people
Jacob will rejoice and Israel be glad. |
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54
Deus, in nomine |
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Save me, O God, by
your Name; *
in your might, defend my cause. |
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Hear my prayer, O God;
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give ear to the words of my mouth. |
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For the arrogant have
risen up against me,
and the ruthless have sought my life, *
those who have no regard for God. |
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Behold, God is my
helper; *
it is the Lord who sustains my life. |
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Render evil to those
who spy on me; *
in your faithfulness, destroy them. |
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I will offer you a
freewill sacrifice *
and praise your Name, O LORD, for it is good. |
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For you have rescued
me from every trouble, *
and my eye has seen the ruin of my foes. |
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55
Exaudi, Deus |
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Hear my prayer,O God; *
do not hide yourself from my petition. |
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Listen to me and
answer me; *
I have no peace, because of my cares. |
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I am shaken by the
noise of the enemy *
and by the pressure of the wicked; |
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For they have cast an
evil spell upon me *
and are set against me in fury. |
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My heart quakes within
me, *
and the terrors of death have fallen upon me. |
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Fear and trembling
have come over me, *
and horror overwhelms me. |
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And I said, "Oh, that
I had wings like a dove! *
I would fly away and be at rest. |
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I would flee to a
far-off place *
and make my lodging in the wilderness. |
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I would hasten to
escape *
from the stormy wind and tempest." |
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Swallow them up, O
Lord;
confound their speech; *
for I have seen violence and strife in the city. |
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Day and night the
watchmen make their rounds
upon her walls, *
but trouble and misery are in the midst of her. |
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There is corruption at
her heart; *
her streets are never free of oppression and deceit. |
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For had it been an
adversary who taunted me,
then I could have borne it; *
or had it been an enemy who vaunted himself against me,
then I could have hidden from him. |
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But it was you, a man
after my own heart, *
my companion, my own familiar friend. |
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We took sweet counsel
together, *
and walked with the throng in the house of God. |
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Let death come upon
them suddenly;
let them go down alive to the grave; *
for wickedness is in their dwellings, in their very midst. |
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But I will call upon
God, *
and the LORD will deliver me. |
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In the evening, in the
morning, and at noonday,
I will complain and lament, *
and he will hear my voice. |
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He will bring me
safely back from the battle
waged against me; *
for there are many who fight me. |
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God, who is enthroned
of old, will hear me and
bring them down; *
they never change; they do not fear God. |
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My companion stretched
forth his hand against his comrade; *
he has broken his covenant. |
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His speech is softer
than butter, *
but war is in his heart. |
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His words are smoother
than oil, *
but they are drawn swords. |
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Cast your burden upon
the LORD,
and he will sustain you; *
he will never let the righteous stumble. |
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For you will bring the
bloodthirsty and deceitful *
down to the pit of destruction, O God. |
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They shall not live
out half their days, *
but I will put my trust in you. |
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Eleventh Day:
Morning Prayer |
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56
Miserere mei, Deus |
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Have mercy on me, O
God,
for my enemies are hounding me; *
all day long they assault and oppress me. |
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They hound me all the
day long; *
truly there are many who fight against me, O Most High. |
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Whenever I am afraid,
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I will put my trust in you. |
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In God, whose word I
praise,
in God I trust and will not be afraid, *
for what can flesh do to me? |
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All day long they
damage my cause; *
their only thought is to do me evil. |
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They band together;
they lie in wait; *
they spy upon my footsteps;
because they seek my life. |
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Shall they escape
despite their wickedness? *
O God, in your anger, cast down the peoples. |
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You have noted my
lamentation;
put my tears into your bottle; *
are they not recorded in your book? |
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Whenever I call upon
you, my enemies will be put to flight; *
this I know, for God is on my side. |
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In God the LORD, whose
word I praise,
in God I trust and will not be afraid, *
for what can mortals do to me? |
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I am bound by the vow
I made to you, O God; *
I will present to you thank-offerings; |
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For you have rescued
my soul from death and my feet
from stumbling, *
that I may walk before God in the light of the living. |
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57
Miserere mei, Deus |
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Be merciful to me, O
God, be merciful,
for I have taken refuge in you; *
in the shadow of your wings will I take refuge
until this time of trouble has gone by. |
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I will call upon the
Most High God, *
the God who maintains my cause. |
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He will send from
heaven and save me;
he will confound those who trample upon me; *
God will send forth his love and his faithfulness. |
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I lie in the midst of
lions that devour the people; *
their teeth are spears and arrows,
their tongue a sharp sword. |
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They have laid a net
for my feet,
and I am bowed low; *
they have dug a pit before me,
but have fallen into it themselves. |
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Exalt yourself above
the heavens, O God, *
and your glory over all the earth. |
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My heart is firmly
fixed, O God, my heart is fixed; *
I will sing and make melody. |
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Wake up, my spirit;
awake, lute and harp; *
I myself will waken the dawn. |
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I will confess you
among the peoples, O LORD; *
I will sing praise to you among the nations. |
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For your
loving-kindness is greater than the heavens, *
and your faithfulness reaches to the clouds. |
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Exalt yourself above
the heavens, O God, *
and your glory over all the earth. |
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58
Si vere utique |
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Do you indeed decree
righteousness, you rulers? *
do you judge the peoples with equity? |
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No; you devise evil in
your hearts, *
and your hands deal out violence in the land. |
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The wicked are
perverse from the womb; *
liars go astray from their birth. |
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They are as venomous
as a serpent, *
they are like the deaf adder which stops its ears, |
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Which does not heed
the voice of the charmer, *
no matter how skillful his charming. |
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O God, break their
teeth in their mouths; *
pull the fangs of the young lions, O LORD. |
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Let them vanish like
water that runs off; *
let them wither like trodden grass. |
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Let them be like the
snail that melts away, *
like a stillborn child that never sees the sun. |
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Before they bear
fruit, let them be cut down like a brier; *
like thorns and thistles let them be swept away. |
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The righteous will be
glad when they see the vengeance; *
they will bathe their feet in the blood of the wicked. |
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And they will say,
"Surely, there is a reward for the righteous; *
surely, there is a God who rules in the earth." |
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Eleventh Day:
Evening Prayer |
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59
Eripe me de inimicis |
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Rescue me from my
enemies, O God; *
protect me from those who rise up against me. |
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Rescue me from
evildoers *
and save me from those who thirst for my blood. |
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See how they lie in
wait for my life,
how the mighty gather together against me; *
not for any offense or fault of mine, O LORD. |
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Not because of any
guilt of mine *
they run and prepare themselves for battle. |
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Rouse yourself, come
to my side, and see; *
for you, LORD God of hosts, are Israel's God. |
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Awake, and punish all
the ungodly; *
show no mercy to those who are faithless and evil. |
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They go to and fro in
the evening; *
they snarl like dogs and run about the city. |
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Behold, they boast
with their mouths,
and taunts are on their lips; *
"For who," they say, "will hear us?" |
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But you, O LORD, you
laugh at them; *
you laugh all the ungodly to scorn. |
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My eyes are fixed on
you, O my Strength; *
for you, O God, are my stronghold. |
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My merciful God comes
to meet me; *
God will let me look in triumph on my enemies. |
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Slay them, O God, lest
my people forget; *
send them reeling by your might
and put them down, O Lord our shield. |
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For the sins of their
mouths, for the words of their lips,
for the cursing and lies that they utter, *
let them be caught in their pride. |
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Make an end of them in
your wrath; *
make an end of them, and they shall be no more. |
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Let everyone know that
God rules in Jacob, *
and to the ends of the earth. |
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They go to and fro in
the evening; *
they snarl like dogs and run about the city. |
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They forage for
food, *
and if they are not filled, they howl. |
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For my part, I will
sing of your strength; *
I will celebrate your love in the morning; |
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For you have become my
stronghold, *
a refuge in the day of my trouble. |
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To you, O my Strength,
will I sing; *
for you, O God, are my stronghold and my merciful God. |
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60
Deus, repulisti nos |
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O God, you have cast
us off and broken us; *
you have been angry;
oh, take us back to you again. |
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You have shaken the
earth and split it open; *
repair the cracks in it, for it totters. |
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You have made your
people know hardship; *
you have given us wine that makes us stagger. |
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You have set up a
banner for those who fear you, *
to be a refuge from the power of the bow. |
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Save us by your right
hand and answer us, *
that those who are dear to you may be delivered. |
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God spoke from his
holy place and said: *
"I will exult and parcel out Shechem;
I will divide the valley of Succoth. |
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Gilead is mine and
Manasseh is mine; *
Ephraim is my helmet and Judah my scepter. |
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Moab is my wash-basin,
on Edom I throw down my sandal to claim it, *
and over Philistia will I shout in triumph." |
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Who will lead me into
the strong city? *
who will bring me to Edom? |
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Have you not cast us
off, O God? *
you no longer go out, O God, with our armies. |
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Grant us your help
against the enemy, *
for vain is the help of man. |
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With God we will do
valiant deeds, *
and he shall tread our enemies under foot. |