| Chapter 73 |
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A Psalm of Asaph. Only -- good to Israel [is] God, to the clean of heart. And I -- as a little thing, My feet have been turned aside, |
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As nothing, have my steps slipped, For I have been envious of the boastful, |
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The peace of the wicked I see, That there are no bands at their death, |
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And their might [is] firm. |
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In the misery of mortals they are not, And with common men they are not plagued. |
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Therefore hath pride encircled them, Violence covereth them as a dress. |
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Their eye hath come out from fat. The imaginations of the heart transgressed; |
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They do corruptly, And they speak in the wickedness of oppression, From on high they speak. |
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They have set in the heavens their mouth, And their tongue walketh in the earth. |
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Therefore do His people return hither, And waters of fulness are wrung out to them. |
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And they have said, 'How hath God known? And is there knowledge in the Most High?' |
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Lo, these [are] the wicked and easy ones of the age, They have increased strength. |
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Only -- a vain thing! I have purified my heart, And I wash in innocency my hands, |
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And I am plagued all the day, And my reproof [is] every morning. |
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If I have said, 'I recount thus,' Lo, a generation of Thy sons I have deceived. |
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And I think to know this, Perverseness it [is] in mine eyes, |
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Till I come in to the sanctuaries of God, I attend to their latter end. |
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Only, in slippery places Thou dost set them, Thou hast caused them to fall to desolations. |
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How have they become a desolation as in a moment, They have been ended -- consumed from terrors. |
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As a dream from awakening, O Lord, In awaking, their image Thou despisest. |
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For my heart doth show itself violent, And my reins prick themselves, |
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And I am brutish, and do not know. A beast I have been with Thee. |
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And I [am] continually with Thee, Thou hast laid hold on my right hand. |
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With Thy counsel Thou dost lead me, And after honour dost receive me. |
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Whom have I in the heavens? And with Thee none I have desired in earth. |
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Consumed hath been my flesh and my heart, The rock of my heart and my portion [is] God to the age. |
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For, lo, those far from Thee do perish, Thou hast cut off every one, Who is going a whoring from Thee. |
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And I -- nearness of God to me [is] good, I have placed in the Lord Jehovah my refuge, To recount all Thy works! |