18As often as I said, “My foot has slipped,” *
your love, O Lord, upheld me.
19When many cares fill my mind, *
your consolations cheer my soul.
20Can a corrupt tribunal have any part with you, *
one which frames evil into law?
21They conspire against the life of the just *
and condemn the innocent to death.
22But the Lord has become my stronghold, *
and my God the rock of my trust.
23He will turn their wickedness back upon them
and destroy them in their own malice; *
the Lord our God will destroy them.
Nineteenth Day: Morning Prayer
95Venite, exultemus
1Come, let us sing to the Lord; *
let us shout for joy to the Rock of our salvation.
2Let us come before his presence with thanksgiving *
and raise a loud shout to him with psalms.
3For the Lord is a great God, *
and a great King above all gods.
4In his hand are the caverns of the earth, *
and the heights of the hills are his also.
5The sea is his, for he made it, *
and his hands have molded the dry land.
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