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 “You mortals, how long will you dishonor my glory; * how long will you worship dumb idols and run after false gods?”

Know that the does wonders for the faithful; * when I call upon the, he will hear me.

Tremble, then, and do not sin; * speak to your heart in silence upon your bed.

Offer the appointed sacrifices * and put your trust in the.

Many are saying, “Oh, that we might see better times!” * Lift up the light of your countenance upon us, O.

You have put gladness in my heart, * more than when grain and wine and oil increase.

I lie down in peace; at once I fall asleep; * for only you,, make me dwell in safety.

Give ear to my words, O ; * consider my meditation.

Hearken to my cry for help, my King and my God, * for I make my prayer to you.

In the morning,, you hear my voice; * early in the morning I make my appeal and watch for you.

For you are not a God who takes pleasure in wickedness, * and evil cannot dwell with you.

Braggarts cannot stand in your sight; * you hate all those who work wickedness.