110 The wicked have laid a snare for me, And from thy precepts I wandered not.
111 I have inherited Thy testimonies to the age, For the joy of my heart 'are' they.
112 I have inclined my heart To do Thy statutes, to the age -- 'to' the end!
113 'Samech.' Doubting ones I have hated, And Thy law I have loved.
114 My hiding place and my shield 'art' Thou, For Thy word I have hoped.
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