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psalm of David. I have cried to thee, O Lord, hear me: hearken to my voice, when I cry to thee. Let my prayer be directed as incense in thy sight; the lifting up of my hands, as evening sacrifice. Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth: and a door round about my lips. Incline not my heart to evil words; to make excuses in sins. With men that work iniquity: and I will not communicate with the choicest of them. The just man shall correct me in mercy, and shall reprove me: but let not the oil of the sinner fatten my head. For my prayer also shall still be against the things with which they are well pleased:

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their judges falling upon the rock have been swallowed up. They shall hear my words, for they have prevailed: as when the thickness of the earth is broken up upon the ground: Our bones are scattered by the side of hell.

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But to thee, O Lord, Lord, are my eyes: in thee have I put my trust, take not away my soul. Keep me from the snare, which they have laid for me, and from the stumbling-blocks of them that work iniquity. The wicked shall fall in his net: I am alone until I pass.

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