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1Lord, hear my pray'r, hide not thyself
from my entreating voice:
2Attend and hear me; in my plaint
I mourn and make a noise.
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3Because of th' en'my's voice, and for
lewd men's oppression great:
On
me they cast iniquity,
and they in wrath me hate.
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4Sore pain'd within me is my heart:
death's terrors on me fall.
5On me comes trembling, fear and dread
o'erwhelmed me withal.
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6O that I, like a dove, had wings,
said I, then would I flee
Far
hence, that I might find a place
where I in rest might be.
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7Lo, then far off I wander would,
and in the desert stay;
8From windy storm and tempest I
would haste to 'scape away.
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9O Lord, on them destruction bring,
and do their tongues divide;
For
in the city violence
and strife I have espy'd.
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10They day and night upon the walls
do go about it round:
There
mischief is, and sorrow there
in midst of it is found.
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11Abundant wickedness there is
within her inward part;
And
from her streets deceitfulness
and guile do not depart.
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12He was no foe that me reproach'd,
then that endure I could;
Nor
hater that did 'gainst me boast,
from him me hide I would.
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13But thou, man, who mine equal, guide,
and mine acquaintance wast:
14We join'd sweet counsels, to God's house
in company we past.
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15Let death upon them seize, and down
let them go quick to hell;
For
wickedness doth much abound
among them where they dwell.
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16I'll call on God: God will me save.
17I'll
pray, and make a noise
At
ev'ning, morning, and at noon;
and he shall hear my voice.
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18He hath my soul delivered,
that it in peace might be
From
battle that against me was;
for many were with me.
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19The Lord shall hear, and them afflict,
of old who hath abode:
Because
they never changes have,
therefore they fear not God.
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20'Gainst those that were at peace with him
he hath put forth his hand:
The
covenant that he had made,
by breaking he profan'd.
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21More smooth than butter were his words,
while in his heart was war;
His
speeches were more soft than oil,
and yet drawn swords they are.
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22Cast thou thy burden on the Lord,
and he shall thee sustain;
Yea,
he shall cause the righteous man
unmoved to remain.
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23But thou, O Lord my God, those men
in justice shalt o'erthrow,
And
in destruction's dungeon dark
at last shalt lay them low:
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The
bloody and deceitful men
shall not live half their days:
But
upon thee with confidence
I will depend always.
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