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Rh :And they that seek my hurt speak crafty devices,
 * And utter deceits all the day.
 * But I am as a deaf man, I hear not;
 * And I am as a dumb man that openeth not his mouth.
 * Yea, I am become as a man that heareth not,
 * And in whose mouth are no arguments.


 * For in Thee, O, do I hope;
 * Thou wilt answer, O Lord my God.
 * For I said: 'Lest they rejoice over me;
 * When my foot slippeth, they magnify themselves against me.'
 * For I am ready to halt,
 * And my pain is continually before me.
 * For I do declare mine iniquity;
 * I am full of care because of my sin.
 * But mine enemies are strong in health;
 * And they that hate me wrongfully are multiplied. They also that repay evil for good
 * Are adversaries unto me, because I follow the thing that is good.
 * Forsake me not, O ;
 * O my God, be not far from me.
 * Make haste to help me,
 * O Lord, my salvation.

For the Leader, for Jeduthun. A Psalm of David.


 * I said: 'I will take heed to my ways,
 * That I sin not with my tongue;
 * I will keep a curb upon my mouth,
 * While the wicked is before me.'
 * I was dumb with silence; I held my peace, had no comfort;
 * And my pain was held in check.
 * My heart waxed hot within me;
 * While I was musing, the fire kindled;
 * Then spoke I with my tongue:


 * ', make me to know mine end,
 * And the measure of my days, what it is;
 * Let me know how short-lived I am.
 * Behold, Thou hast made my days as hand-breadths;
 * And mine age is as nothing before Thee;
 * Surely every man at his best estate is altogether vanity.
 * Surely man walketh as a mere semblance;
 * Surely for vanity they are in turmoil;
 * He heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.


 * And now, Lord, what wait I for?
 * My hope, it is in Thee.
 * Deliver me from all my transgressions;
 * Make me not the reproach of the base.
 * I am dumb, I open not my mouth;
 * Because Thou hast done it.
 * Remove Thy stroke from off me;
 * I am consumed by the blow of Thy hand.
 * With rebukes dost Thou chasten man for iniquity,
 * And like a moth Thou makest his beauty to consume away;
 * Surely every man is vanity.


 * Hear my prayer, O, and give ear unto my cry;
 * Keep not silence at my tears;
 * For I am a stranger with Thee,
 * A sojourner, as all my fathers were.
 * Look away from me, that I may take comfort,
 * Before I go hence, and be no more.'