The Holy Bible: King James Version. 2000.
Praise for Deliverance |
Ps. 70.1-5 |
To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. |
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I waited patiently for the LORD;
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and he inclined unto me, and heard my cry. |
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He brought me up also out of a horrible pit,
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out of the miry clay, |
and set my feet upon a rock, |
and established my goings. |
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And he hath put a new song in my mouth,
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even praise unto our God: |
many shall see it, and fear, |
and shall trust in the LORD. |
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Blessed is that man that maketh the LORD his trust,
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and respecteth not the proud, |
nor such as turn aside to lies. |
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Many, O LORD my God, are thy wonderful works which thou hast done,
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and thy thoughts which are to us-ward: |
they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee: |
if I would declare and speak of them, |
they are more than can be numbered. |
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Sacrifice and offering thou didst not desire;
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mine ears hast thou opened: |
burnt offering and sin offering hast thou not required. |
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Then said I, Lo, I come:
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in the volume of the book it is written of me, |
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I delight to do thy will, O my God:
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I have preached righteousness in the great congregation:
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lo, I have not refrained my lips, |
O LORD, thou knowest. |
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I have not hid thy righteousness within my heart;
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I have declared thy faithfulness and thy salvation: |
I have not concealed thy loving-kindness and thy truth |
from the great congregation. |
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Withhold not thou thy tender mercies from me, O LORD:
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let thy loving-kindness and thy truth continually preserve me. |
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For innumerable evils have compassed me about:
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mine iniquities have taken hold upon me, so that I am not able to look up; |
they are more than the hairs of mine head: |
therefore my heart faileth me. |
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Be pleased, O LORD, to deliver me:
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O LORD, make haste to help me. |
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Let them be ashamed and confounded together
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that seek after my soul to destroy it; |
let them be driven backward and put to shame |
that wish me evil. |
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Let them be desolate for a reward of their shame
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that say unto me, Aha, aha. |
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Let all those that seek thee
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rejoice and be glad in thee: |
let such as love thy salvation |
say continually, The LORD be magnified. |
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But I am poor and needy;
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yet the Lord thinketh upon me: |
thou art my help and my deliverer; |
make no tarrying, O my God. |
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