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

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

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

For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered 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.

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 LORD, from the evil man; preserve me from the violent man:

Which imagine 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 way side; 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.

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 GOD the Lord: in thee do I put my trust; 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.

Look on my right hand, and see; for there is no man that knoweth me: refuge hath failed me; no man careth for my soul.

Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.

Bring my soul out of prison, that I may give thanks unto thy name: the righteous shall compass me about; for thou shalt deal bountifully with me.

And enter not into judgment with thy servant; for in thy sight shall no man living be justified.

For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down to the ground: he hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.