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- Sing praises to the LORD, which dwelleth in Zion: declare among the people his doings.
- When he maketh inquisition for blood, he remembereth them: he forgetteth not the cry of the humble.
- Have mercy upon me, O LORD; consider my trouble which I suffer of them that hate me, thou that liftest me up from the gates of death:
- That I may shew forth all thy praise in the gates of the daughter of Zion: I will rejoice in thy salvation.
- The heathen are sunk down in the pit that they made: in the net which they hid is their own foot taken.
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- The LORD is known by the judgment which he executeth: the wicked is snared in the work of his own hands. Higgaion. Selah.
- The wicked shall be turned into hell, and all the nations that forget God.
- For the needy shall not alway be forgotten: the expectation of the poor shall not perish for ever.
- Arise, O LORD; let not man prevail: let the heathen be judged in thy sight.
- Put them in fear, O LORD: that the nations may know themselves to be but men. Selah.
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