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								(Romans 8:35-39)							
																								
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									TO THE OVERSEER. AN INSTRUCTION OF THE SONS OF KORAH. O God, we have heard with our ears, || Our fathers have recounted to us, || The work You worked in their days, || In the days of old.
								
							 
																								
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									You, [with] Your hand, have dispossessed nations. And You plant them. You afflict peoples, and send them away.
								
							 
																								
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									For they did not possess the land by their sword, || And their arm did not give salvation to them, || But Your right hand, and Your arm, || And the light of Your countenance, || Because You had accepted them.
								
							 
																								
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									You [are] He, my King, O God, || Command the deliverances of Jacob.
								
							 
																								
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									By You we push our adversaries, || By Your Name we tread down our withstanders,
								
							 
																								
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									For I do not trust in my bow, || And my sword does not save me.
								
							 
																								
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									For You have saved us from our adversaries, || And You have put to shame those hating us.
								
							 
																								
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									In God we have boasted all the day, || And we thank Your Name for all time. Selah.
								
							 
																								
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									In anger You have cast off and cause us to blush, || And do not go forth with our hosts.
								
							 
																								
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									You cause us to turn backward from an adversary, || And those hating us, || Have spoiled for themselves.
								
							 
																								
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									You make us food like sheep, || And You have scattered us among nations.
								
							 
																								
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									You sell Your people—without wealth, || And have not become great by their price.
								
							 
																								
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									You make us a reproach to our neighbors, || A scorn and a reproach to our surrounders.
								
							 
																								
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									You make us an allegory among nations, || A shaking of the head among peoples.
								
							 
																								
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									All the day my confusion [is] before me, || And the shame of my face has covered me.
								
							 
																								
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									Because of the voice of a reproacher and reviler, || Because of an enemy and a self-avenger.
								
							 
																								
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									All this met us, and we did not forget You, || Nor have we dealt falsely in Your covenant.
								
							 
																								
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									We do not turn our heart backward, || Nor turn aside our step from Your path.
								
							 
																								
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									But You have struck us in a place of dragons, || And cover us over with death-shade.
								
							 
																								
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									If we have forgotten the Name of our God, || And spread our hands to a strange God,
								
							 
																								
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									Does God not search this out? For He knows the secrets of the heart.
								
							 
																								
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									Surely, for Your sake we have been slain all the day, || Reckoned as sheep of the slaughter.
								
							 
																								
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									Stir up—why do You sleep, O Lord? Awake, do not cast us off forever.
								
							 
																								
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									Why do You hide Your face? You forget our afflictions and our oppression,
								
							 
																								
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									For our soul has bowed to the dust, || Our belly has cleaved to the earth.
								
							 
																								
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									Arise, a help to us, || And ransom us for your kindness’ sake.
								
							 
																						
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