O Lord, how many are my foes? How many rise against me! Many say of my soul, “There is no help for him in God.” But You, O Lord, are my shield, my glory, and the lifter of my head. I cry aloud to the Lord, and He answers me from His holy hill. I lay down and sleep; I wake again, for the Lord sustains me. I will not fear the tens of thousands who surround me on every side. Arise, O Lord! Save me, my God! You strike all my enemies on the cheek; You break the teeth of the wicked. Salvation belongs to the Lord; Your blessing is on Your people forever.
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