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To the victor; of◦ the servant of Jehovah, of◦ David.
2 A statement of transgression to the wicked: in the midst◦ of my heart
there is no dread of God in··front··of his eyes.
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3 For he flatters himself in his own eyes,
hating to find··out his iniquity.
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4 The words of his mouth are iniquity◦ and deceit;
he has stopped having··intelligence and doing··good.
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5 He thinks iniquity◦ on his bed; he stands··forth on a way that is not good;
he rejects not evil.
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6 O Jehovah, in the heavens is Thy mercy;
Thy faithfulness is even··to the ethers.
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7 Thy justice is as the mountains of God◦;
Thy judgments are a great◦ abyss;
man and beast Thou savest, O Jehovah.
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8 How precious is Thy mercy, O God!
And the sons of man confide in the shadow of Thy wings.
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9 They shall be soaked from the fatness of Thy house;
and of the brook of Thy pleasures, Thou wilt give· them ·to··drink◦.
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10 For with Thee is the spring of lives*;
in Thy light shall we see light.
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11 O draw··out Thy mercy to those who know Thee,
and Thy justice to the upright of heart.
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12 Let not the foot of pride come upon me.
And let not the hand of the wicked make me flee··away.
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13 There have the workers of iniquity◦ fallen;
they are thrust··aside◦ and shall not be··able to rise.
