Sorrow

“I Lord, how many are my foes! How many rise up against me!

Many are saying of me, God will not deliver him. Selah

But you are a shield around me, O Lord, you bestow glory on me and lift up my head. To the Lord, I cry aloud, and he answers me from his holy hill. Selah

I lie down and sleep, I wake again, because the Lord sustains me.

I will not fear the tens of thousands drawn up against me on every side.

Arise, O Lord! Deliver me, O my God! Strike all my enemies on the jaw; break the teeth of the wicked.

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