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Thou compassest my path and my | ly-ing |

down, And art ac | quainted—with | all-my | ways. For there is not a word in-my | tongue, But, lo, O Lord, thou | knowest—it | al—to |

gether.

Thou hast beset me be | hind—and before,
And | laid-thine | hand-up on me.
Such knowledge is too | wonderful | for me;
It is high, I cannot-at I tain—unto | it.

Whither shall I | go from—thy I spirit ?
Or whither | shall-I | flee from—thy |

presence ? If I ascend up into heaven, thou-art | there: If I make my bed in hell,-be | hold, —

thou art there.

If I take the wings of—the morning,
And dwell in the utter-most parts—of the |

sea,
Even there shall thy | ha-nd | lead me,
And thy-right hand-shall | hold me.

If I say, Surely the darkness-shall | cover me; Even the night | shall—be | light-a | bout me. Yea, the darkness hideth not from thee: but the

night | shineth—as the day: The darkness and the light are I both—a | like

to | thee.

For thou hast pos / sessed—my | reins :
Thou hast covered me | in—my | mo--ther's |

womb. I will pra-ise thee; For I am fearfully and | won-der | ful—ly |

made :

Marvellous | are—thy | works :
And that my sou—1 | knoweth-right well.
My substance was not hid from thee, when I

was | made-in | secret, And curiously wrought in the 1 low-est |

parts of-the earth.

Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being

un | perfect; And in thy book | all-my | members—were |

written, Which in continuance—were | fashioned, When as yet—there was no-ne of them.

How precious also are thy thoughts unto me,

0 God! How great-is the sum--of them! If I should count them they are more in

number | than-the sand : When I awake, | I—am | still—with | thee.

Surely thou wilt slay the wicked,-0 God; Depart from me, therefore,—ye / bloo-dy |

men.

For they speak a gainst—thee | wickedly;
And thine enemies | take—thy | name—in vain.

Do not I hate them, O Lord, that-hate thee? And am not I grieved with those that | ri-se

up-against thee? I hate them with | per—fect | hatred ; I count | them—mine en-e mies.

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Search me, O God, and know-my heart :
Try | me,—and | know—my | thoughts :
And see if there be any wicked | way—in | me,
And lead me | in-the way-ever i lasting.

54.

HEAR my prayer, O Lord ; give ear to my !

sup-pli | cations : In thy faithfulness answer | me,—and | in—thy |

righteousness. And enter not into judgment | with--thy | ser

vant : For in thy sight shall no-man | living—be |

justified.

For the enemy hath persecuted | m-y | soul; He hath smitten my | li—fe | down-to the

ground: He hath made me to dwell—in darkness, As I those—that have I been—long | dead.

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me:

Therefore is my spirit over | whelmed—with in
My heart—with | in me—is | desolate,
I remember the days—of old ;
I meditate on all thy works ; Il muse

on the works of—thy | hands.

I stretch forth my hands—unto | thee :
My soul thirsteth after thee, as-a | thirst-y |

land;

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Hear me | speedily,—0 | Lord :
My spirit faileth : hide not thy face from me,

lest I be like unto them that I go-down into—the pit.

Cause me to hear thy loving kindness | in—the /

morning; For in-thee do--I | trust : Cause me to know the way where in I

should walk; For I | lift up—my | soul-unto | thee.

Deliver me, O Lord, from--mine enemies :
I flee—unto thee-to hide me.
Teach me to do—thy | will;
For | th—ou | art-my | God:

Thy | spirit-is | good;
Lead me I into the land-of | uprightness.
Quicken me,-0 Lord,
For--thy | na-me's | sake :

For thy | righteous—ness' | sake
Bring my sou—1 | out—of trouble.
And of thy mercy cut off mine enemies, and

destroy all them that af | flict-my | soul : For-I am—thy | servant.

55.

I WILL extol thee, my God,-0 | king;
And I will bless thy | name—for ever—and |
Every day | will—I | bless thee;
And I will praise thy | name—for ever—and |

ever

ever.

Great is the Lord, and greatly—to be praised,
And his / greatness | is -un | searchable.
One generation shall praise thy | works—to an |

other,
And shall de clare—thy | mightmy | acts.

I will speak of the glorious honour | of-thy I

majesty, And of th-y wond-rous works. And men shall speak of the might of thy |

terrible acts: And | I—will de clare—thy | greatness.

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