Priljubljene svetopisemske vrstice iz Psalms of David 17

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O keep me in thy tend’rest care; Thy shelt’ring wings stretch out, To guard me safe from savage foes, That compass me about.

Their race is num’rous that partake Their substance while they live: Their heirs survive, to whom they may The vast remainder give. 16 But I, in uprightness, thy face Shall view without control; And, waking, shall its image find Reflected in my soul.

Since heretofore I ne’er in vain To thee my pray’r addrest; O now, my God, incline thine ear To this my just request. The wonders of thy truth and love In my defence engage; Thou, whose right hand preserves thy saints From their oppressors’ rage.