Psalm 71:11

Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

They said, God leaves him; him pursue and take: none will him save.

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Lest that the enemy my soul should, like a lion, tear, In pieces rending it, while there is no deliverer.

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

Now, ye that God forget, this carefully consider; Lest I in pieces tear you all, and none can you deliver.

'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.

For God loves judgment, and his saints leaves not in any case; They are kept ever: but cut off shall be the sinner's race.

I have been young, and now am old, yet have I never seen The just man left, nor that his seed for bread have beggars been.