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1 A psalme of David when he fled from the face of Absalom his Sonne.
1 O Lord, how many are my foes? how many up against me stand? 2 Many say to my soule noe helpe in God for him at any hand.
3 But thou Lord art my shield, my glory and the-uplifter of my head, 4 with voyce to God I cal’d, who from his holy hill me answerred.
5 I layd me downe, I slept, I wakt, for Iehavah did me up beare: 6 People that set against me round, ten thousand of them I’le not feare.
7 Arise o Lord, save me my God, for all mine enimies thou hast stroke upon the cheek-bone: & the teeth of the ungodly thou hast broke.
8 This, and all such salvation, belongeth vnto Iehovah; thy gblessing is, and let it be upon thine owne people. Selah.
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