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

To shoot in secret places the perfect, Suddenly they shoot him, and fear not.

Thou hast brought us into a net, Thou hast placed pressure on our loins.

Blessed is God, Who hath not turned aside my prayer, And His loving-kindness, from me!

Let not those waiting on Thee be ashamed because of me, O Lord, Jehovah of Hosts, Let not those seeking Thee Blush because of me, O God of Israel.

Deliver me from the mire, and let me not sink, Let me be delivered from those hating me, And from deep places of waters.

Let not a flood of waters overflow me, Nor let the deep swallow me up, Nor let the pit shut her mouth upon me.

And hide not Thy face from Thy servant, For I am in distress -- haste, answer me.

Give punishment for their iniquity, And they enter not into Thy righteousness.

They are blotted out of the book of life, And with the righteous are not written.

And I am poor and needy, O God, haste to me, My help and my deliverer art Thou, O Jehovah, tarry Thou not!

In Thee, O Jehovah, I have trusted, Let me not be ashamed to the age.

O God, be not far from me, O my God, for my help make haste.

And also unto old age and grey hairs, O God, forsake me not, Till I declare Thy strength to a generation, To every one that cometh Thy might.

Flourish in his days doth the righteous, And abundance of peace till the moon is not.

In the misery of mortals they are not, And with common men they are not plagued.

Give not up to a company, The soul of Thy turtle-dove, The company of Thy poor ones forget not for ever.

Let not the oppressed turn back ashamed, Let the poor and needy praise Thy name,

Forget not the voice of Thine adversaries, The noise of Thy withstanders is going up continually!

To the Overseer. -- 'Destroy not.' -- A Psalm of Asaph. -- A Song. We have given thanks to Thee, O God, We have given thanks, and near is Thy name, They have recounted Thy wonders.

I have said to the boastful, 'Be not boastful,' And to the wicked, 'Raise not up a horn.'

In a day of my distress the Lord I sought, My hand by night hath been spread out, And it doth not cease, My soul hath refused to be comforted.

Thou hast taken hold of the watches of mine eyes, I have been moved, and I speak not.

I remember my music in the night, With my heart I meditate, and my spirit doth search diligently:

In the sea is Thy way, And Thy paths are in many waters, And Thy tracks have not been known.

And place in God their confidence, And forget not the doings of God, But keep His commands.

And they are not like their fathers, A generation apostate and rebellious, A generation! it hath not prepared its heart, Nor stedfast with God is its spirit.

They have not been estranged from their desire, Yet is their food in their mouth,

And their heart hath not been right with Him, And they have not been stedfast in His covenant.

They have not remembered His hand The day He ransomed them from the adversary.

And He turneth to blood their streams, And their floods they drink not.

He pondereth a path for His anger, He kept not back their soul from death, Yea, their life to the pestilence He delivered up.

And He leadeth them confidently, And they have not been afraid, And their enemies hath the sea covered.

And they tempt and provoke God Most High, And His testimonies have not kept.

His priests by the sword have fallen, And their widows weep not.

And He kicketh against the tent of Joseph, And on the tribe of Ephraim hath not fixed.

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.

A testimony on Joseph He hath placed it, In his going forth over the land of Egypt. A lip, I have not known -- I hear.

There is not in thee a strange god, And thou bowest not thyself to a strange god.

But, My people hearkened not to My voice, And Israel hath not consented to Me.

A Song, -- A Psalm of Asaph. O God, let there be no silence to Thee, Be not silent, nor be quiet, O God.

They have said, 'Come, And we cut them off from being a nation, And the name of Israel is not remembered any more.'

I hear what God Jehovah speaketh, For He speaketh peace unto His people, And unto His saints, and they turn not back to folly.

O God, the proud have risen up against me, And a company of the terrible sought my soul, And have not placed Thee before them,

Among the dead -- free, As pierced ones lying in the grave, Whom Thou hast not remembered any more, Yea, they by Thy hand have been cut off.

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

An enemy exacteth not upon him, And a son of perverseness afflicteth him not.

If his sons forsake My law, And in My judgments do not walk;

If My statutes they pollute, And My commands do not keep,

And My kindness I break not from him, Nor do I deal falsely in My faithfulness.

Once I have sworn by My holiness, I lie not to David,

Also -- Thou turnest back the sharpness of his sword, And hast not established him in battle,

For a thousand years in Thine eyes are as yesterday, For it passeth on, yea, a watch by night.

There fall at thy side a thousand, And a myriad at thy right hand, Unto thee it cometh not nigh.

Evil happeneth not unto thee, And a plague cometh not near thy tent,

And they say, 'Jehovah doth not see, And the God of Jacob doth not consider.'

He who is instructing nations, Doth He not reprove? He who is teaching man knowledge is Jehovah.

For Jehovah leaveth not His people, And His inheritance forsaketh not.

Harden not your heart as in Meribah, As in the day of Massah in the wilderness,

Forty years I am weary of the generation, And I say, 'A people erring in heart -- they! And they have not known My ways:'

I set not before mine eyes a worthless thing, The work of those turning aside I have hated, It adhereth not to me.

A perverse heart turneth aside from me, Wickedness I know not.

He dwelleth not in my house who is working deceit, Whoso is speaking lies Is not established before mine eyes.

Hide not Thou Thy face from me, In a day of mine adversity, Incline unto me Thine ear, In the day I call, haste, answer me.

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