Save me, Oh Lord.
Restive men seek my soul.
Enemies surround me night and day.
Violent men seek my destruction.
I cry in the morning and I weep in the night.
I hold my bearing low.
Where are the trusted friendships.
Save me from the arrow that flies by noon.
Save me from the quiver that seeks death.
Save me from the horrors of the noon sun.
Heal me with the blessings of life.
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