9 lines
884 B
JavaScript
9 lines
884 B
JavaScript
Content = new Array();
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Content[1]="[[To the chief Musician, [A Psalm] of David.]] In the LORD put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee [as] a bird to your mountain?";
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Content[2]="For, lo, the wicked bend [their] bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may privily shoot at the upright in heart.";
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Content[3]="If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?";
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Content[4]="The LORD [is] in his holy temple, the LORD'S throne [is] in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.";
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Content[5]="The LORD trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.";
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Content[6]="Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: [this shall be] the portion of their cup.";
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Content[7]="For the righteous LORD loveth righteousness; his countenance doth behold the upright.";
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