Vèsè popilè nan Bib la ki soti nan Psalms of David 7

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Thus wrong returneth to the hurt of him in whom it bred, And all the mischief that he wrought shall fall on his own head.

By whom the secrets of all hearts are searched and descry’d.

I take my help to come of God, in all my pain and smart, That doth preserve all those that be of pure and perfect heart.

Lord cease the hate of wicked men, and be the just man’s guide

O Lord my God, I put my trust and confidence in thee, Save me from them that me pursue, and still deliver me.