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Hold them guilty, God. Let them fall by their own counsels; Thrust them out in the multitude of their transgressions, for they have rebelled against you.

The helpless are crushed. They collapse. They fall under his strength.

In the LORD, I take refuge. How can you say to my soul, "Flee as a bird to your mountain."

The wicked walk on every side, when what is vile is exalted among the sons of men.

Lest my enemy say, "I have prevailed against him;" Lest my adversaries rejoice when I fall.

He who doesn't slander with his tongue, nor does evil to his friend, nor casts slurs against his fellow man;

In whose eyes a vile man is despised, but who honors those who fear the LORD; he who keeps an oath even when it hurts, and doesn't change;

from men by your hand, LORD, from men of the world, whose portion is in this life. You fill the belly of your cherished ones. Your sons have plenty, and they store up wealth for their children.

I will strike them through, so that they will not be able to rise. They shall fall under my feet.

When evildoers came at me to eat up my flesh, even my adversaries and my foes, they stumbled and fell.

The voice of the LORD is powerful. The voice of the LORD is full of majesty.

Let destruction come on him unawares. Let his net that he has hidden catch himself. Let him fall into that destruction.

Though he stumble, he shall not fall, for the LORD holds him up with his hand.

For I am ready to fall. My pain is continually before me.

Your arrows are sharp. The nations fall under you, with arrows in the heart of the king's enemies.

She shall be led to the king in embroidered work. The virgins, her companions who follow her, shall be brought to you.

As is your name, God, so is your praise to the ends of the earth. Your right hand is full of righteousness.

They have prepared a net for my steps. My soul is bowed down. They dig a pit before me. They fall into its midst themselves. Selah.

Before your pots can feel the heat of the thorns, he will sweep away the green and the burning alike.

God has spoken from his sanctuary: "I will triumph. I will divide Shechem, and measure out the valley of Succoth.

Let God arise. Let his enemies be scattered. Let them who hate him also flee before him.

"Kings of armies flee. They flee." She who waits at home divides the spoil,

My mouth will tell about your righteousness, and of your salvation all day, though I do not know its full measure.

For in the hand of the LORD there is a cup, full of foaming wine mixed with spices. He pours it out. Indeed the wicked of the earth drink and drink it to its very dregs.

Has his loving kindness vanished forever? Does his promise fail for generations?

Man ate the bread of angels. He sent them food to the full.

He let them fall in the midst of their camp, around their habitations.

Their priests fell by the sword, and their widows couldn't weep.

Nevertheless you shall die like men, and fall like one of the rulers."

Fill their faces with confusion, that they may seek your name, LORD.

Passing through the valley of Weeping, they make it a place of springs. Yes, the autumn rain covers it with blessings.

For my soul is full of troubles. My life draws near to Sheol.

But I will not completely take my loving kindness from him, nor allow my faithfulness to fail.

A thousand may fall at your side, and ten thousand at your right hand; but it will not come near you.

For judgment will return to righteousness. All the upright in heart shall follow it.

I will set no vile thing before my eyes. I hate the deeds of faithless men. They will not cling to me.

Therefore he brought down their heart with labor. They fell down, and there was none to help.

God has spoken from his sanctuary: "In triumph, I will divide Shechem, and measure out the valley of Succoth.

They have hands, but they do not feel. They have feet, but they do not walk, neither do they speak through their throat.

You pushed me back hard, to make me fall, but the LORD helped me.

The earth is full of your loving kindness, LORD. Teach me your statutes.

My eyes fail looking for your salvation, for your righteous word.

They draw near who follow after wickedness. They are far from your Law.

with which the reaper doesn't fill his hand, nor he who binds sheaves, his bosom.

Let burning coals fall on them. Let them be thrown into the fire, into miry pits, from where they never rise.

Our barns are full, filled with all kinds of provision. Our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields.

He sends out his word, and melts them. He causes his wind to blow, and the waters flow.