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A psalm of David, written when he fled from his son Absalom. LORD, how numerous are my enemies! Many attack me.
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Many say about me,“God will not deliver him.”(Selah)
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But you, LORD, are a shield that protects me; you are my glory and the one who restores me.
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To the LORD I cried out, and he answered me from his holy hill.(Selah)
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I rested and slept; I awoke, for the LORD protects me.
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I am not afraid of the multitude of people who attack me from all directions.
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Rise up, LORD! Deliver me, my God! Yes, you will strike all my enemies on the jaw; you will break the teeth of the wicked.
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The LORD delivers; you show favor to your people.(Selah)