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For he will conceal me in his shelter on the day of evil;
    He will hide me in a secluded chamber within his tent;
        He will place me on a high rock.
Now my head will be lifted up above my enemies,
    even those who surround me.
I will sacrifice in his tent with shouts of joy;
    I will sing and make melodies to the Lord.

Hear my voice, Lord, when I cry out!
    Be gracious to me and answer me.

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