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          Unto the end, a psalm for David himself. With expectation I have waited for the Lord, and he was attentive to me.
        
      
      
      
        
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          And he heard my prayers, and brought me out of the pit of misery and the mire of dregs. And he set my feet upon a rock, and directed my steps.
        
      
      
      
        
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          And he put a new canticle into my mouth, a song to our God. Many shall see, and shall fear : and they shall hope in the Lord.
        
      
      
      
        
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          Blessed is the man whose trust is in the name of the Lord; and who hath not had regard to vanities, and lying follies.
        
      
      
      
        
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          Thou hast multiplied thy wonderful works, O Lord my God : and in thy thoughts there is no one like to thee. I have declared and I have spoken they are multiplied above number.
        
      
      
      
        
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          Sacrifice and oblation thou didst not desire; but thou hast pierced ears for me. Burnt offering and sin offering thou didst not require :
        
      
      
      
        
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          then said I, Behold I come. In the head of the book it is written of me
        
      
      
      
        
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          that I should do thy will : O my God, I have desired it, and thy law in the midst of my heart.
        
      
      
      
        
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          I have declared thy justice in a great church, lo, I will not restrain my lips : O Lord, thou knowest it.
        
      
      
      
        
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          I have not hid thy justice within my heart : I have declared thy truth and thy salvation. I have not concealed thy mercy and thy truth from a great council.
        
      
      
      
        
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          Withhold not thou, O Lord, thy tender mercies from me : thy mercy and thy truth have always upheld me.
        
      
      
      
        
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          For evils without number have surrounded me; my iniquities have overtaken me, and I was not able to see. They are multiplied above the hairs of my head : and my heart hath forsaken me.
        
      
      
      
        
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          Be pleased, O Lord, to deliver me, look down, O Lord, to help me.
        
      
      
      
        
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          Let them be confounded and ashamed together, that seek after my soul to take it away. Let them be turned backward and be ashamed that desire evils to me.
        
      
      
      
        
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          Let them immediately bear their confusion, that say to me : 'T is well, 't is well.
        
      
      
      
        
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          Let all that seek thee rejoice and be glad in thee : and let such as love thy salvation say always : The Lord be magnified.
        
      
      
      
        
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          But I am a beggar and poor : the Lord is careful for me. Thou art my helper and my protector : O my God, be not slack.