8 Thine hand shall find out all thine enemies; thy right hand shall find out those that hate thee.

9 Thou shalt make them as a fiery oven in the time of thine anger; the Lord shall swallow them up in his wrath, and the fire shall devour them.

10 Their fruit shalt thou destroy from the earth, and their seed from among the children of men.

11 For they intended evil against thee; they imagined a mischievous device, which they are not able to perform.

12 Therefore shalt thou make them turn their back, when thou shalt make ready thine arrows upon thy strings against the face of them.

13 Be thou exalted, Lord, in thine own strength; so will we sing and praise thy power.

Psalms 22
Intro: David prayeth in great distress, yet he praiseth God. (To the chief Musician upon Aijeleth Shahar, A Psalm of David.)

1 My God, why hast thou forsaken me? My God, hear the words of my roaring; thou art far from helping me.

2 O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou answerest not; and in the night season, and am not silent.

3 But thou art holy that inhabitest the heavens; thou art worthy of the praises of Israel.

4 Our fathers trusted in thee; they trusted, and thou didst deliver them.

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