Psalms Chapter[BR] 17
12 His likeness as a lion desirous to tear, As a young lion dwelling in secret places.
13 Arise, O Jehovah, go before his face, Cause him to bend. Deliver my soul from the wicked, Thy sword,
14 From men, Thy hand, O Jehovah, From men of the world, their portion *is in life, And with Thy hidden things Thou fillest their belly, They are satisfied with sons; And have left their abundance to their sucklings.
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