3 Be to me for a rock -- a habitation, To go in continually, Thou hast given command to save me, For my rock and my bulwark 'art' Thou.
4 O my God, cause me to escape From the hand of the wicked, From the hand of the perverse and violent.
5 For Thou 'art' my hope, O Lord Jehovah, My trust from my youth.
6 By Thee I have been supported from the womb, From my mother's bowels Thou dost cut me out, In Thee 'is' my praise continually.
7 As a wonder I have been to many, And Thou 'art' my strong refuge.
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