The Holy Bible: King James Version. 2000.
A Prayer for Rescue and Prosperity |
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Blessed be the LORD my strength,
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which teacheth my hands to war, |
and my fingers to fight: |
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my goodness, and my fortress;
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my high tower, and my deliverer; |
my shield, and he in whom I trust; |
who subdueth my people under me. |
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LORD, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him!
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Man is like to vanity:
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his days are as a shadow that passeth away. |
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Bow thy heavens, O LORD, and come down:
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touch the mountains, and they shall smoke. |
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Cast forth lightning, and scatter them:
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shoot out thine arrows, and destroy them. |
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Send thine hand from above;
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rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, |
from the hand of strange children; |
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whose mouth speaketh vanity,
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and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood. |
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I will sing a new song unto thee, O God:
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upon a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings |
will I sing praises unto thee. |
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It is he that giveth salvation unto kings:
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who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword. |
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Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children,
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whose mouth speaketh vanity, |
and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood: |
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that our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth;
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that our daughters may be as corner stones, |
polished after the similitude of a palace: |
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that our garners may be full,
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affording all manner of store; |
that our sheep may bring forth thousands |
and ten thousands in our streets: |
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that our oxen may be strong to labor;
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that there be no breaking in, nor going out; |
that there be no complaining in our streets. |
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Happy is that people, that is in such a case:
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yea, happy is that people, whose God is the LORD. |
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