Psalm 14:6

Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

You shame the counsel of the poor, because God is his trust.

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God also will a refuge be for those that are oppress'd; A refuge will he be in times of trouble to distress'd.

'Tis as a sword within my bones, when my foes me upbraid; Ev'n when by them, Where is thy God? 'tis daily to me said.

O ye the sons of men! how long will ye love vanities? How long my glory turn to shame, and will ye follow lies?

I cry'd to thee; I said, Thou art my refuge, Lord, alone; And in the land of those that live thou art my portion.

God is our refuge and our strength, in straits a present aid;

I'm poor and needy, yet the Lord of me a care doth take: Thou art my help and saviour, my God, no tarrying make.

Many say of my soul, For him in God no succour lies.