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

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

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.

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

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

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, 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.

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.

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

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

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




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