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To the director on stringed instruments. Of David. 61 Do hear, O God, my entreating cry.+ Do pay attention to my prayer.+ 2 From the extremity of the earth I shall cry, even to you, when my heart grows feeble.+ Onto a rock that is higher than I am may you lead me.+ 3 For you have proved to be a refuge for me,+ A strong tower in the face of the enemy.+ 4 I will be a guest in your tent for times indefinite;+ I will take refuge in the concealment of your wings.+ Seʹlah. 5 For you yourself, O God, have listened to my vows.+ You have given [me] the possession of those fearing your name.+ 6 Days you will add to the days of the king;+ His years will be like generation after generation.+ 7 He will dwell to time indefinite before God;+ O assign loving-kindness and trueness,* that these may safeguard him.+ 8 So I will make melody to your name forever,+ That I may pay my vows day after day.+
^ Or, “truth.”