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 Happy are they all * who take refuge in him!

, how many adversaries I have! * how many there are who rise up against me!

How many there are who say of me, * “There is no help for him in his God.”

But you, O, are a shield about me; * you are my glory, the one who lifts up my head.

I call aloud upon the, * and he answers me from his holy hill;

I lie down and go to sleep; * I wake again, because the sustains me.

I do not fear the multitudes of people * who set themselves against me all around.

Rise up, O ; set me free, O my God; * surely, you will strike all my enemies across the face, you will break the teeth of the wicked.

Deliverance belongs to the Lord. * Your blessing be upon your people!

Answer me when I call, O God, defender of my cause; * you set me free when I am hard-pressed; have mercy on me and hear my prayer.