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When I to thee my prayer make Lord to my




When I to thee my prayer make,
Lord, to my voice give ear;
My life save from the enemy,
of whom I stand in fear.


Me from their secret counsel hide
who do live wickedly;
From insurrection of those men
that work iniquity:


Who do their tongues with malice whet,
and make them cut like swords;
In whose bent bows are arrows set,
evín sharp and bitter words:


That they may at the perfect man
in secret aim their shot;
Yea, suddenly they dare at him
to shoot, and fear it not.


In ill encourage they themselves,
and their snares close do lay:
Together conference they have;
Who shall them see? they say.


They have searchíd out iniquities,
a perfect search they keep:
Of each of them the inward thought,
and very heart, is deep.


God shall an arrow shoot at them,
and wound them suddenly:
So their own tongue shall them confound;
all who them see shall fly.


And on all men a fear shall fall,
Godís works they shall declare;
For they shall wisely notice take
what these his doings are.


In God the righteous shall rejoice,
and trust upon his might;
Yea, they shall greatly glory all
in heart that are upright.

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Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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      Bible Refs: Ps 64;
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