A PRAISE TO GOD
Lord how are they increased that trouble me! Many there be that rise up against me. Many there be which say of my soul, there's no hope for him in God. But thou, O Lord, are a shield for me; my glory, you lift my head. But thou, O Lord, are a shield for me; my glory, the Lifter up of my head.
I cried to the Lord with my voice, and He heard me out of His holy hill. I laid me down and I slept, I awaked for the Lord sustained me. But thou, O Lord, are a shield for me; my glory, you lift my head. But thou, O Lord, are a shield for me; my glory, the Lifter up of my head.
I will not be afraid of ten thousand of people, that set themselves against me round about; but thou, Oh Lord, are a shield for me, My Glory, You're the Lifter Up of my head.
Thank You God For Lifting My Head.
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