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My God! Rescue me from my enemies, defend me from these mutineers.
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Rescue me from their dirty tricks, save me from their hit men.
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Desperadoes have ganged up on me, they're hiding in ambush for me. I did nothing to deserve this, God,
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crossed no one, wronged no one. All the same, they're after me, determined to get me.
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You're God, God of angel armies, Israel's God! Get on the job and take care of these pagans, don't be soft on these hard cases.
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They return when the sun goes down, They howl like coyotes, ringing the city.
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Then suddenly they're all at the gate, Snarling invective, drawn daggers in their teeth. They think they'll never get caught.
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But you, God, break out laughing; you treat the godless nations like jokes.
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Strong God, I'm watching you do it, I can always count on you.
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God in dependable love shows up on time, shows me my enemies in ruin.