Our bones lie scattered at the [a]grave’s mouth, as he that heweth wood or diggeth in the earth.

But mine eyes look unto thee, O Lord God: in thee is my trust: leave not my soul destitute.

Keep me from the snare, which they have laid for me, and from the gins of the workers of iniquity.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 141:7 Here appeareth that David was miraculously delivered out of many deaths, as 2 Cor. 1:9, 10.

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