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Rescue me, O my God, from the hand of the wicked,
    from the grasp of the unjust and cruel.(A)
For you, O Lord, are my hope,
    my trust, O Lord, from my youth.(B)
From my birth I have leaned upon you,
    my protector since my mother’s womb.[a]
My praise is continually of you.(C)

I have been like a portent to many,
    but you are my strong refuge.(D)
My mouth is filled with your praise
    and with your glory all day long.(E)
Do not cast me off in the time of old age;
    do not forsake me when my strength is spent.(F)
10 For my enemies speak concerning me,
    and those who watch for my life consult together.(G)
11 They say, “Pursue and seize that person
    whom God has forsaken,
    for there is no one to deliver.”(H)

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  1. 71.6 Q ms Gk Jerome: MT from my mother’s womb you took me