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Moff PSA Chapter 31

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31 From the Choirmaster’s collection. A song of David.

31 With thee, O thou Eternal, I take shelter,

never let me be disappointed;

oh rescue me, as thou art faithful.

2 Turn thine ear to me,

delay not to deliver me;

be a rock of refuge for me,

a hill-fort to protect me,

3 for thou art my crag and castle.

As thou art God, oh lead me, guide me,

4 safe from the snares spread cunningly to catch me.

Thou art my stronghold,

5 I put my life into thy hands,

and, O Eternal, O thou faithful God, thou savest me.

6 Those who heed empty idols thou wilt hate,

but I put my faith in the Eternal.

7 I will exult rejoicing in thy love,

who hast looked up on my misery

and thought of my life in adversity,

8 who hast not left me in the clutches of my foes,

but hast set me at liberty.

9 Have pity on me, Eternal One; I am in misery,

my health is wasting under my woe,

10 my life is eaten away with sorrow,

and my years with sighing;

my strength gives way under my punishment,

my body falls to pieces.

11 I am the scorn of all my foes,

the butt of all my fellows;

my very friends are horrified,

men shun me in the street;

12 I am forgotten like a buried corpse,

flung aside like a discarded pot.

13 At every turn I am in terror,

for I hear many whispering,

men making plans against me,

plotting to take my life.

14 But on thee, O Eternal, I rely;

I say, “Thou art my God.”

15 My fate lies in thy hands;

oh rid me of my foes and my pursuers,

16 smile on thy servant,

in thy love succour me.

17 On thee have I called, O Eternal,

disappoint me not;

disapoint the wicked, send them to the silent grave!

18 Strike dumb these lying lips,

so insolent in pride and scorn against the just!

19 What wealth of kindness thou hast laid up for thy worshippers,

and shown to those who shelter with thyself!

20 Thou hidest them under they wings from human plots,

thou shelterest them from the scourge of slander!

21 Blessed be the Eternal,

for wondrous favour shown me in a desparate plight.

22 In my distraction I cried out,

“I am cast out of thy sight!”

But thou hast heard my loud appeal,

when I called to thee for help.

23 Ah, love the Eternal, all ye faithful;

the Eternal will keep faith with you,

and richly requite arrogant men.

24 Only be strong, be brave,

all ye who wait for the Eternal.