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[For the end, a Psalm of David.]
[1] Blessed is the man who thinks, on the poor and needy: the Lord shall deliver him in an evil day.
[2] May the Lord preserve him and keep him alive, and bless him on the earth, and not deliver him into the hands of his enemy.
[3] May the Lord help him upon the bed of his pain; thou hast made all his bed in his sickness.
[4] I said, O Lord, have mercy upon me; heal my soul; for I have sinned against thee.
[5] Mine enemies have spoken evil against me, saying, When shall he die, and his name perish?
[6] And if he came to see me, his heart spoke vainly; he gathered iniquity to himself; he went forth and spoke in like manner.
[7] All my enemies whispered against me; against me they devised my hurt.
[8] They denounced a wicked word against me, saying, Now that he lies, shall he not rise up again?
[9] For even the man of my peace, in whom I trusted, who ate my bread, lifted up his heel against me.
[10] But thou, O Lord, have compassion upon me, and raise me up, and I shall requite them.
[11] By this I know that thou hast delighted in me, because mine enemy shall not rejoice over me.
[12] But thou didst help me because of mine innocence, and hast established me before thee for ever.
[13] Blessed be the Lord God of Israel from everlasting, and to everlasting. So be it, so be it.
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