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The beauty of faith-filled people encompasses me.
    They are true, and my heart is thrilled beyond measure.
All the while the despair of many,
    who abandoned Your goodness for the empty promises of false gods, increases day by day.
I refuse to pour out blood offerings,
    to utter their names from my lips.

You, Eternal One, are my sustenance and my life-giving cup.
    In that cup, You hold my future and my eternal riches.

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I say of the holy people(A) who are in the land,(B)
    “They are the noble ones in whom is all my delight.”
Those who run after other gods(C) will suffer(D) more and more.
    I will not pour out libations of blood to such gods
    or take up their names(E) on my lips.

Lord, you alone are my portion(F) and my cup;(G)
    you make my lot(H) secure.

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