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How many are my foes, O LORD;*
How many are rising up against me!
How many are saying about me:*
"No help will come from God."
But you, LORD, are a shield about me,*
my glory, who lift up my head.
I cry aloud to you, LORD.*
You answer from your holy mountain.
I lie down to rest and I sleep.*
I wake, for you uphold me.
I will not fear even thousands of people*
who are ranged on every side against me.
Arise, LORD; save me, my God,*
you who strike all my foes on the mouth,
you who break the teeth of the wicked!*
O LORD of salvation, bless your people!