Oh, Lord! the diseases of my soul have multiplied! Many people say to my soul, "there is no salvation for him by his God." But you, O Lord, is a true shield for me from plunging into the abyss of despair, you heal me and You shall glorify me; and you maintain and raise me now. I cry to the Lord when I feel my weakness ; and he hear me from heaven, his holy hill. When I lie down, I sleep, I wake up, and the God protects me. I should not be afraid of those who wants to crush my soul. Arise, O Lord! Deliver me, O my God! You are ready to judge those who are looking for hostility and You sweep the face of the earth of the wicked people who reject you. The Lord's is the source of true salvation; and He will bless those who seek His will. (by Psalm 3: 1-9)
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