Psalms

Chapter 62

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    O God, thou art my God; how eager my quest for thee, body athirst and soul longing for thee,

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    like some parched wilderness, where stream is none! So in the holy place, I contemplate thee, ready for the revelation of thy greatness, thy glory.

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    To win thy favour is dearer to me than life itself; my songs of praise can no more be withheld.

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    So, all my life long, I will bless thee, holding up my hands in honour of thy name;

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    my heart filled, as with some rich feast, my mouth, in joyful accents, singing thy praise.

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    My thoughts shall go out to thee at dawn, as I lie awake remembering thee,

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    and the protection thou hast given me. Gladly I take shelter under thy wings,

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    cling close to thee, borne up by thy protecting hand.

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    In vain do my enemies plot against my life, soon to be swallowed up in the depths of earth,

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    a prey to the sword, carrion for jackals!

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    The king shall triumph in God’s protection, blessed as they are ever blessed who take their vows in his name; silence shall fall on the lips that muttered treason.