Psalm 22
Chant Psalter
Natural Speech Rhythm
Matthew Camidge
Deus, Deus meus.
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My God, my God, look upon me;
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why hast • thou for-
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saken • me?
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and art so far from my health, and from the
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words of
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my com-
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plaint?
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O my God, I cry in the day-time,
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but thou
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hearest • not;
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and in the night season
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also • I
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take no
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rest.
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And thou continuest holy, O thou
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3
Worship of
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Isra•el.
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Our fathers hoped in thee; * they trusted in
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thee, and
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thou • didst de-
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liver • them.
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They called upon
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thee, • and were
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holpen;
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they put their trust in
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thee, • and were
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not con-
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founded.
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But as for me, I am a
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worm, and • no
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man;
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a very scorn of men, and the
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outcast
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of the
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people.
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All they that see me
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laugh • me to
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scorn;
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they shoot out their
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lips, and
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shake their
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heads, saying,
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He trusted in God, that
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he would
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de-
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liver • him;
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let him de-
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liver • him,
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if he
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will
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have him.
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He trusted in the Lord, that
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he would
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de-
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liver • him;
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let him de-
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liver • him,
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if he
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will
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have him.
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But thou art he that took me out of my
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mother’s
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womb;
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thou wast my hope, when I hanged
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yet up•on my
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mother’s
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breasts.
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I have been left unto thee ever
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since
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I was
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born;
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thou art my God
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even • from my
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mother’s
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womb.
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11
O go not from me; for trouble is
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hard at
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hand,
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and
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there is
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none to
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help me.
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12
Many oxen are come about me; * fat bulls of Basan close me in on
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ever•y
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side.
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They gape upon me with their mouths, * as it were a
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ramping • and a
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roaring
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lion.
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Many oxen are come about me; * fat bulls of Bashan close me in on
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ever•y
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side.
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13
They gape upon me with their mouths, * as it were a
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ramping • and a
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roaring
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lion.
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14
I am poured out like water, and all my
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bones are • out of
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joint;
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my heart also in the midst of my body is
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3
even like
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melting
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wax.
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My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue
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cleaveth • to my
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gums,
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and thou shalt bring me
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into the
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dust of
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death.
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My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue
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cleaveth • to my
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gums,
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and thou bringest me
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into the
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dust of
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death.
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For many
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dogs are • come a-
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bout me,
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and the council of the
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wicked • layeth
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siege a-
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gainst me.
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They pierced my hands and my feet: * I may
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tell
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all my
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bones:
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they stand
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staring and
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looking up-
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on me.
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They part my
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garments a-
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mong them,
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and cast
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lots up-
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on my
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vesture.
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19
But be not thou
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far from • me, O
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Lord;
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thou art my
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succour,
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haste • thee to
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help me.
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Deliver my
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soul • from the
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sword,
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my
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darling • from the
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power • of the
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dog.
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Matthew Camidge
21
Save me from the
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lion’s
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mouth;
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thou hast heard me also from a-
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mong the
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horns • of the
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uni•corns.
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I will declare thy
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Name un•to my
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brethren;
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in the midst of the congre-
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gation
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will I
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praise thee.
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23
O praise the
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Lord, • ye that
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fear him:
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magnify him, all ye of the seed of Jacob; * and
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fear him, • all ye
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seed of
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Isra•el.
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For he hath not despised nor abhorred the low es-
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tate • of the
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poor;
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he hath not hid his face from him; * but when he
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called • unto
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him he
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heard him.
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My praise is of thee in the
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great • congre-
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gation;
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my vows will I per-
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form • in the
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sight of • them that
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fear him.
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The poor shall
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eat, • and be
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satis•fied;
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they that seek after the Lord shall praise him: * your
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heart shall
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live for
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ever.
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All the ends of the world shall remember themselves, and be
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turned un•to the
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Lord;
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and all the kindreds of the
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nations shall
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worship be-
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fore him.
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For the
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kingdom • is the
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Lord’s,
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and he is the
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Gover•nor a-
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mong the
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people.
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For the
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kingdom • is the
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Lord’s,
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and he is the
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Gover•nor a-
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mong the
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nations.
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All such as be fat upon earth have
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eaten, and
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worshipped.
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30
All they that go down into the dust shall kneel before him; * and
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no • man hath
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quickened his • own
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soul.
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31
My seed shall serve him: * they shall be counted unto the
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Lord for a • gener-
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ation.
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32
They shall come, * and the heavens shall declare his righteousness unto a people that shall be
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born, • whom the
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Lord hath
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made.
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My seed shall serve him: * they shall be counted unto the
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Lord for a • gener-
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ation.
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They shall come, * and shall declare his righteousness unto a people that shall be
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born, • whom the
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Lord hath
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made.
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Glory | be • to the | Father, ||
and to the Son, | and • to the | Holy | Ghost; ||
As it | was in • the be- | ginning, ||
is now, and ever shall be, * | world with•out | end. A- | men. ||
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