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The Book of Psalms
Psalm 119
Ad Dominum.
A prayer in tribulation.
A gradual canticle.
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In my trouble I cried to the Lord: and he heard me. |
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O Lord, deliver my soul from wicked lips, and a deceitful tongue. |
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What shall be given to thee, or what shall be added to thee, to a deceitful tongue? |
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The sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals that lay waste. |
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Woe is me, that my sojourning is prolonged! I have dwelt with the inhabitants of Cedar: |
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My soul hath been long a sojourner. |
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With them that hated peace I was peaceable: when I spoke to them they fought against me without cause. |
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