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Yea, they shall sing of the ways of Jehovah; For great is the glory of Jehovah.

For though Jehovah is high, yet hath he respect unto the lowly; But the haughty he knoweth from afar.

Jehovah will perfect that which concerneth me: Thy lovingkindness, O Jehovah, endureth for ever; Forsake not the works of thine own hands.

For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. O Jehovah, thou hast searched me, and known me.

For there is not a word in my tongue, But, lo, O Jehovah, thou knowest it altogether.

Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; It is high, I cannot attain unto it.

For thou didst form my inward parts: Thou didst cover me in my mother's womb.

I will give thanks unto thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: Wonderful are thy works; And that my soul knoweth right well.

Thine eyes did see mine unformed substance; And in thy book they were all written, Even the days that were ordained for me, When as yet there was none of them.

For they speak against thee wickedly, And thine enemies take thy name in vain.

For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. Deliver me, O Jehovah, from the evil man; Preserve me from the violent man:

Who devise mischiefs in their heart; Continually do they gather themselves together for war.

The proud have hid a snare for me, and cords; They have spread a net by the wayside; They have set gins for me. Selah

As for the head of those that compass me about, Let the mischief of their own lips cover them.

I know that Jehovah will maintain the cause of the afflicted, And justice for the needy.

Let the righteous smite me, it shall be a kindness; And let him reprove me, it shall be as oil upon the head; Let not my head refuse it: For even in their wickedness shall my prayer continue.

Their judges are thrown down by the sides of the rock; And they shall hear my words; for they are sweet.

For mine eyes are unto thee, O Jehovah the Lord: In thee do I take refuge; leave not my soul destitute.

Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me, And from the gins of the workers of iniquity.

When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, Thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walk Have they hidden a snare for me.