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From before thee my judgment doth go out; Thine eyes do see uprightly.

From the face of the wicked who spoiled me. Mine enemies in soul go round against me.

Arise, O Jehovah, go before his face, Cause him to bend. Deliver my soul from the wicked, Thy sword,

They go before me in a day of my calamity And Jehovah is for a support to me.

These I remember, and pour out my soul in me, For I pass over into the booth, I go softly with them unto the house of God, With the voice of singing and confession, The multitude keeping feast!

I say to God my rock, 'Why hast Thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning in the oppression of an enemy?

For thou art the God of my strength. Why hast Thou cast me off? Why mourning do I go up and down, In the oppression of an enemy?

Compass Zion, and go round her, count her towers,

By day and by night they go round it, on its walls. Both iniquity and perverseness are in its midst,

Desolations are upon them, They go down to Sheol -- alive, For wickedness is in their dwelling, in their midst.

They are melted as waters, They go up and down for themselves, His arrow proceedeth as they cut themselves off.

They turn back at evening, They make a noise like a dog, And go round about the city.

And they turn back at evening, They make a noise like a dog, And they go round about the city.

Is it not Thou, O God? hast Thou cast us off? And dost Thou not go forth, O God, with our hosts!

Only -- vanity are the low, a lie the high. In balances to go up they than vanity are lighter.

And they who for desolation seek my soul, Go in to the lower parts of the earth.

Be to me for a rock -- a habitation, To go in continually, Thou hast given command to save me, For my rock and my bulwark art Thou.

Poured out waters have thick clouds, The skies have given forth a noise, Also -- Thine arrows go up and down.

Remember not for us the iniquities of forefathers, Haste, let Thy mercies go before us, For we have been very weak.

And we do not go back from Thee, Thou dost revive us, and in Thy name we call.

Thou hast put mine acquaintance far from me, Thou hast made me an abomination to them, Shut up -- I go not forth.

They go up hills -- they go down valleys, Unto a place Thou hast founded for them.

Who is sending forth fountains in valleys, Between hills they go on.

And they go up and down, from nation unto nation, From a kingdom unto another people.

And causeth them to tread in a right way, To go unto a city of habitation.

They go up to the heavens, they go down to the depths, Their soul in evil is melted.

A Song of the Ascents, by David. I have rejoiced in those saying to me, 'To the house of Jehovah we go.'

As to those turning to their crooked ways, Jehovah causeth them to go with workers of iniquity. Peace on Israel!

'If I enter into the tent of my house, If I go up on the couch of my bed,