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Thou, therefore, O Yahweh, God of hosts, God of Israel, Awake, to visit all the nations, Do not show favour to any iniquitous traitors. Selah.

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

My God of lovingkindness, will come to meet me, God, will let me look on mine adversaries.

Bring to a full end in wrath, Bring to a full end, that they be no more, - That men may know that, God, is ruling in Jacob, Unto the ends of the earth. Selah.

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

O God, thou hast rejected us - hast scattered us, Thou hast been angry, Wilt thou restore us?

God, hath spoken in his holiness - I will exult! I will apportion Shechem, And, the Vale of Succoth, will I measure out;

Is it not, thou, O God? - thou hast rejected us! And wilt thou not go forth, O God, with our hosts?

In God, we shall do valiantly, He himself, therefore, will tread down our adversaries.

Hear, O God, my loud cry, Attend unto my prayer:

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

Let him retain his seat age-abidingly before God, Appoint that, lovingkindness and faithfulness, my watch over him!

Surely, towards God, silence becometh my soul, From him, is my salvation:

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

Upon God, depend my salvation and mine honour, My rock of strength, my refuge, are in God.

Trust ye in him all ye assembly of the people, Pour out, before him, your heart, God, is a refuge for us. Selah.

One thing, hath God spoken, Two things, there are which I have heard, That, power, belongeth unto God;

O God, my GOD, thou art, Earnestly do I desire thee, - My soul thirsteth for thee, My flesh fainteth for thee, In a land - dry, and weary for want of water, -

But, the king, shall rejoice in God, - Every one shall glory who sweareth by him, For the mouth of them who speak falsehood, shall be stopped.

Hear, O God, my voice when I complain, From dread peril by the foe, wilt thou guard my life.