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[[A Psalm Chapter of David, when he fled from his son, Absalom.]]
[1]Lord, how are mine adversaries increased? How many rise against me?
[2]Many say to my soul, There is no help for him in God. Selah.
[3]But thou Lord art a buckler for me: my glory, and the lifter up of mine head.
[4]I did call unto the Lord with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy mountain. Selah.
[5]I laid me down and slept, and rose up again: for the Lord sustained me.
[6]I will not be afraid for ten thousand of the people, that should beset me round about.
[7]O Lord, arise: help me, my God: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheekbone: thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.
[8]Salvation belongeth unto the Lord, and thy blessing is upon thy people. Selah.
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