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To the chief Musician on Neginoth, Maschil, A Psalm of David, when the Ziphims came and said to Saul, Doth not David hide himself with us?
1 Preserve me, by thy name, O God, and by thy strength judge me. 2 O God, my pray’r hear, give ear to words in my mouth that be. 3 For strangers up against me rise, and who oppress me sore, pursue my soul; neither have they set God themselves before. Selah.
4 Lo, God helps me, the Lord’s with them that do my soul sustain. 5 He shall reward ill to my foes: them in thy truth restrain. 6 Unto thee sacrifice will I, with voluntariness; Lord, to thy name I will give praise, because of thy goodness.
7 For he hath me delivered, out of all miseries: and its desire mine eye hath seen upon mine enemies.