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[[To him that excelleth.] A Psalm Chapter of David]
[1] Blessed is he that judgeth wisely of the poor: the Lord shall deliver him in the time of trouble.
[2] The Lord will keep him, and preserve him alive: he shall be blessed upon the earth, and thou wilt not deliver him unto the will of his enemies.
[3] The Lord will strengthen him upon the bed of sorrow: thou hast turned all his bed in his sickness.
[4] Therefore I said, Lord have mercy upon me: heal my soul, for I have sinned against thee.
[5] Mine enemies speak evil of me, saying, When shall he die, and his name perish?
[6] And if he come to see me, he speaketh lies, but his heart heapeth iniquity within him, and when he cometh forth, he telleth it.
[7] All they that hate me, whisper together against me: even against me do they imagine mine hurt.
[8] A mischief is light upon him, and he that lieth, shall no more rise.
[9] Yea, my familiar friend, whom I trusted, which did eat of my bread, hath lifted up the heel against me.
[10] Therefore, O Lord, have mercy upon me, and raise me up: so I shall reward them.
[11] By this I know that thou favorest me, because mine enemy doth not triumph against me.
[12] And as for me, thou upholdest me in mine integrity, and dost set me before thy face forever.
[13] Blessed be the Lord God of Israel world without end. So be it, even so be it.
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