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Psalm 7

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Ant. Lest he devour my soul * like a lion, and tear it in pieces, while there is none to help.

O Lord my God, in thee have I put my trust:

save me from all them that persecute me, and deliver me;

Lest he devour my soul, like a lion, and tear it in pieces:

while there is none to help.

O Lord my God, if I have done any such thing:

or if there be any wickedness in my hands;

If I have rewarded evil unto him that dealt friendly with me:

yea, I have delivered him that without any cause is mine enemy,

Then let mine enemy persecute my soul, and take me:

yea, let him tread my life down upon the earth, and lay mine honour in the dust.

Stand up, O Lord, in thy wrath, and lift up thyself, because of the indignation of mine enemies:

arise up for me in the judgement that thou hast commanded.

And so shall the congregation of the people come about thee:

for their sakes therefore lift up thyself again.

The Lord shall judge the people; give sentence with me, O Lord:

according to my righteousness, and according to the innocency that is in me.

O let the wickedness of the ungodly come to an end:

but guide thou the just.

For the righteous God:

trieth the very hearts and reins.

My help cometh of God:

who preserveth them that are true of heart.

God is a righteous Judge, strong and patient:

and God is provoked ev'ry day.

If a man will not turn, he will whet his sword:

he hath bent his bow, and made it ready.

He hath prepared for him the instruments of death:

he ordaineth his arrows against the persecutors.

Behold, he travaileth with mischief:

he hath conceived sorrow, and brought forth ungodliness.

He hath graven and digged up a pit:

and is fallen on himself into the destruction that he made for other.

For his travail shall come upon his own head:

and his wickedness shall fall on his own pate.

I will give thanks unto the Lord, according to his righteousness:

and I will praise the Name of the Lord most High.

Rest eternal grant unto them, O Lord:

And let light perpetual shine upon them.

Ant. Lest he devour my soul * like a lion, and tear it in pieces, while there is none to help.