17. Show me a token for good. Let me
be assured of thy mercy by being delivered out of trouble. That they which hate me may see it, and be ashamed. What bodes good to me will make them
quail and blush. Disappointed and defeated, the foes of the good man would feel
ashamed of what they had designed. Because thou, Lord, hast helped me, and comforted me. God does nothing
by halves; those whom he helps he also consoles, and so makes them not merely
safe but joyful. Lord, deal thus with us evermore; so shall we glorify thee.
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