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I will proclaim the Lord’s decree: He said to me, “You are my son; today I have become your father.
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Kiss his son, or he will be angry and your way will lead to your destruction, for his wrath can flare up in a moment. Blessed are all who take refuge in him.
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Psalm 3
A psalm of David. When he fled from his son Absalom.
Lord, how many are my foes! How many rise up against me!
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Many are saying of me, “God will not deliver him.”
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Arise, Lord! Deliver me, my God! Strike all my enemies on the jaw; break the teeth of the wicked.
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Psalm 4
For the director of music. With stringed instruments. A psalm of David.
Answer me when I call to you, my righteous God. Give me relief from my distress; have mercy on me and hear my prayer.
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How long will you people turn my glory into shame? How long will you love delusions and seek false gods?
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Hear my cry for help, my King and my God, for to you I pray.
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For you are not a God who is pleased with wickedness; with you, evil people are not welcome.
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Declare them guilty, O God! Let their intrigues be their downfall. Banish them for their many sins, for they have rebelled against you.
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Psalm 7
A shiggaion of David, which he sang to the Lord concerning Cush, a Benjamite.
Lord my God, I take refuge in you; save and deliver me from all who pursue me,
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Lord my God, if I have done this and there is guilt on my hands—
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Arise, Lord, in your anger; rise up against the rage of my enemies. Awake, my God; decree justice.
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Bring to an end the violence of the wicked and make the righteous secure— you, the righteous God who probes minds and hearts.
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My shield is God Most High, who saves the upright in heart.
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God is a righteous judge, a God who displays his wrath every day.
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Psalm 9
For the director of music. To the tune of “The Death of the Son.” A psalm of David.
I will give thanks to you, Lord, with all my heart; I will tell of all your wonderful deeds.
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The wicked go down to the realm of the dead, all the nations that forget God.
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But God will never forget the needy; the hope of the afflicted will never perish.
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In his pride the wicked man does not seek him; in all his thoughts there is no room for God.
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He says to himself, “God will never notice; he covers his face and never sees.”
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Arise, Lord! Lift up your hand, O God. Do not forget the helpless.
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Why does the wicked man revile God? Why does he say to himself, “He won’t call me to account”?
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But you, God, see the trouble of the afflicted; you consider their grief and take it in hand. The victims commit themselves to you; you are the helper of the fatherless.
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Look on me and answer, Lord my God. Give light to my eyes, or I will sleep in death,
