My enemies say of me in malice, "When will he die and his name perish?" Arrogant foes are attacking me; ruthless people are trying to kill me-- people without regard for God. for their hearts plot violence, and their lips talk about making trouble; they that seek my hurt speak mischievous things, and imagine deceits all the day long. Deliver me from mine enemies, O my God: defend me from them that rise up against me. Deliver me from the workers of iniquity, and save me from bloody men. For, lo, they lie in wait for my soul: the mighty are gathered against me; not for my transgression, nor for my sin, O Lord. They run and prepare themselves without my fault: awake to help me, and behold. Thou therefore, O Lord God of hosts, the God of Israel, awake to visit all the heathen: be not merciful to any wicked transgressors. Selah To Whom It May Conern, Be Govern Accordingly!
Posted on: Thu, 06 Jun 2013 20:06:56 +0000
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