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1 To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid. O Lorde heare my voyce in my prayer: preserue my life from feare of the enemie. 2 Hyde me from the secrete counsayles of the malitious: from the conspiracie of the workers of iniquitie. 3 Who haue whet their tongue lyke a sword: who haue drawne their arrow, euen a bitter worde. 4 That they may priuily shoote at hym which is perfect: they do sodenly shoote at hym and feare not. Psalms 64:1-4, Bishops' Bible of 1568. Public domain.
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