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• and this mortal frame had no mysteries for thee, who didst contrive it in secret, devise its pattern, there in the dark recesses of the earth. (Psalms 138, 15)

• Lord, do I not hate the men who hate thee, am I not sick at heart over their rebellion? (Psalms 138, 21)

• Scrutinize me, O God, as thou wilt, and read my heart; put me to the test, and examine my restless thoughts. (Psalms 138, 23)

• See if on any false paths my heart is set, and thyself lead me in the ways of old. (Psalms 138, 24)

• always plotting treachery in their hearts, always at their quarrelling, (Psalms 139, 3)

• To the Lord I make my appeal, Thou art my God, listen, Lord, to the voice that pleads with thee. (Psalms 139, 7)

• Not long the blasphemer’s time on earth: misfortune will overtake the oppressor unawares. (Psalms 139, 12)

• Honest men will yet live to praise thy name; upright hearts to enjoy the smile of thy favour. (Psalms 139, 14)

• do not turn my heart towards thoughts of evil, and deeds of treachery; never let me take part with the wrong-doers, and share the banquet with them. (Psalms 140, 4)

• … My words have won their hearts, a people that had seen their chieftains hurled down the rock-face,✻ (Psalms 140, 6)

• a people whose bones lie scattered at the grave’s mouth, like seed when the earth is cloven into furrows. (Psalms 140, 7)

• My heart is ready to faint within me, but thou art watching over my path. They lie in ambush for me, there by the wayside; (Psalms 141, 4)