7 How precious 'is' Thy kindness, O God, And the sons of men In the shadow of Thy wings do trust.
8 They are filled from the fatness of Thy house, And the stream of Thy delights Thou dost cause them to drink.
9 For with Thee 'is' a fountain of life, In Thy light we see light.
10 Draw out Thy kindness to those knowing Thee, And Thy righteousness to the upright of heart.
11 Let not a foot of pride meet me, And a hand of the wicked let not move me.
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