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For Jeduthun, the choir director: A psalm of David. I wait quietly before God, for my victory comes from him. |
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He alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress where I will never be shaken. |
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So many enemies against one man— all of them trying to kill me. To them I’m just a broken-down wall or a tottering fence. |
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They plan to topple me from my high position. They delight in telling lies about me. They praise me to my face but curse me in their hearts. Interlude |
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Let all that I am wait quietly before God, for my hope is in him. |
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He alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress where I will not be shaken. |
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My victory and honor come from God alone. He is my refuge, a rock where no enemy can reach me. |
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O my people, trust in him at all times. Pour out your heart to him, for God is our refuge. Interlude |
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Common people are as worthless as a puff of wind, and the powerful are not what they appear to be. If you weigh them on the scales, together they are lighter than a breath of air. |
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Don’t make your living by extortion or put your hope in stealing. And if your wealth increases, don’t make it the center of your life. |
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God has spoken plainly, and I have heard it many times: Power, O God, belongs to you; |
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unfailing love, O Lord, is yours. Surely you repay all people according to what they have done. |
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