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For thou hast rescued my soul from death, Wilt thou not rescue my feet from stumbling? That I may walk to and fro, before God, In the light of life.

Show me favour, O God, Show me favour, For, in thee, hath my soul sought refuge, - And, in the shadow of thy wings, will I seek refuge, Until the storm of ruin pass by.

He will send out of heaven, that he may save me, He who is panting for me, hath reproached. Selah.God will send out his lovingkindness and his faithfulness.

My soul, is in the midst of lions, I lie down amidst flames, As for the sons of men, Their teeth, are spear and arrows, And, their tongue, is a sharp sword.

A net, did they fix for my steps, My soul was bowed down, - They digged before me a pit, They fell into the midst thereof! Selah.

For, great, unto the heavens, is thy lovingkindness, And, unto the skies, thy faithfulness.

So that a son of earth may say - Surely there is fruit for the righteous man! Surely there are gods who judge in the earth!

For lo! they have lain in wait for my life, Mighty ones stir up strife against me, Without transgression of mine, and without sin of mine, O Yahweh;

For no iniquity, do they run that they may take their stand, Rouse thyself to meet me, and see.

Lo! they belch forth with their mouth, Swords, are in their lips, For say they , Who doth hear?

O my Strength, unto thee, will I make melody, For, God, is my high tower.

The sin of their mouth, The word of their lips, Let them then be captured in their pride, Both for the oath and for the deception they record.

They, may prowl about for food, - And, if they are not satisfied, then let them whine!

But, I, will sing thy power, And will shout aloud, in the morning, thy lovingkindness, - For thou has become a refuge for me, And a place to flee to in the day of my distress.

O my Strength, unto thee, will I make melody, For, God, is my high tower, my God of lovingkindness.

Thou hast shaken the land - hast rent it, Heal thou the fractures thereof - for it hath tottered:

Grant us help out of distress, For, vain, is the deliverance of man:

For thou hast been, A Refuge to me, A Tower of Strength, from the face of the foe.

For, thou, O God, hast hearkened to my vows, Thou hast granted a possession, unto them who revere thy Name.

Surely, towards God, be thou silent, my soul, For, from him, is mine expectation: