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Psalm 74:19

King James Version (Oxford) 1769

O deliver not the soul of thy turtledove unto the multitude of the wicked: Forget not the congregation of thy poor for ever.

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O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, In the secret places of the stairs, Let me see thy countenance, Let me hear thy voice; For sweet is thy voice, And thy countenance is comely.

Behold, I send you forth as sheep in the midst of wolves: be ye therefore wise as serpents, and harmless as doves.

For the needy shall not alway be forgotten: The expectation of the poor shall not perish for ever.

I will also leave in the midst of thee an afflicted and poor people, and they shall trust in the name of the LORD.

Who are these that fly as a cloud, and as the doves to their windows?

Behold, thou art fair, my love; Behold, thou art fair; Thou hast doves' eyes Within thy locks: Thy hair is as a flock of goats, That appear from mount Gilead.

He shall judge thy people with righteousness, And thy poor with judgment.

Though ye have lien among the pots, yet shall ye be as the wings of a dove Covered with silver, and her feathers with yellow gold.

Thy congregation hath dwelt therein: Thou, O God, hast prepared of thy goodness for the poor.

My dove, my undefiled is but one; She is the only one of her mother, She is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; Yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.

Arise, O LORD; O God, lift up thine hand: Forget not the humble.




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