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And thou hast free'd my Soul
Eev'n from the lowest Hell set free
From deepest darkness foul.
4 O God the proud against me rise
And violent men are met
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To seek my life, and in their eyes
No fear of thee have set.
5 But thou Lord art the God most mild
Readiest thy grace to shew,
Slow to be angry, and art stil'd
Most mercifull, most true.
6 O turn to me thy face at length,
And me have mercy on,
Unto thy servant give thy strength,
And save thy hand-maids Son.
7 Some sign of good to me afford,
And let my foes then see
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And be asham'd, because thou Lord
Do'st help and comfort me.
PSAL. LXXXVII
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