To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.
1 In thee, O Lord, do I put my a; let me never be b: deliver me in thy c.
2 Bow down thine ear to me; deliver me speedily: be thou my strong rock, for an house of defence to save me.
3 For thou art my rock and my fortress; therefore for thy a sake lead me, and guide me.
4 Pull me out of the a that they have laid b for me: for thou art my strength.
5 Into thine hand I commit my a: thou hast redeemed me, O Lord God of truth.
6 I have hated them that regard lying vanities: but I trust in the Lord.
7 I will be glad and rejoice in thy mercy: for thou hast considered my trouble; thou hast known my soul in adversities;
8 And hast not shut me up into the hand of the enemy: thou hast set my feet in a large room.
9 Have mercy upon me, O Lord, for I am in trouble: mine eye is consumed with grief, yea, my soul and my a.
10 For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
11 I was a reproach among all mine enemies, but especially among my neighbours, and a fear to mine acquaintance: they that did see me without a from me.
12 I am a as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken b.
13 For I have heard the a of many: fear was on every side: while they took counsel together against me, they devised to take away my life.
14 But I a in thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my God.
15 My times are in thy hand: deliver me from the hand of mine enemies, and from them that persecute me.
16 Make thy face to a upon thy servant: save me for thy mercies’ sake.
17 Let me not be a, O Lord; for I have called upon thee: let the wicked be ashamed, and let them be silent in the grave.
18 Let the a lips be put to b; which speak grievous things proudly and contemptuously against the righteous.
19 Oh how great is thy a, which thou hast laid up for them that fear thee; which thou hast wrought for them that trust in thee before the sons of men!
20 Thou shalt hide them in the secret of thy presence from the pride of man: thou shalt keep them secretly in a a from the b of tongues.
21 Blessed be the Lord: for he hath shewed me his marvellous kindness in a strong city.
22 For I said in my a, I am cut off from before thine eyes: nevertheless thou heardest the voice of my supplications when I cried unto thee.
23 O a the Lord, all ye his saints: for the Lord b the c, and plentifully d the proud doer.
24 Be of good a, and he shall strengthen your heart, all ye that b the Lord.
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