Happy are they to whom God imputes no guilt, and in whose spirit there is no guile!
While I held my tongue, my bones withered away, because of my groaning all day long.
For your hand was heavy upon me day and night; my moisture was dried up as in the heat of summer.
Then I acknowledged my sin to you, and did not conceal my guilt.
I said, “I will confess my transgressions to God.”
Then you forgave me the guilt of my sin.
You are my hiding-place; you preserve me from trouble; you surround me with shouts of deliverance.
“I will instruct you and teach you in the way that you should go; I will guide you with my eye.
Great are the tribulations of the wicked; but mercy embraces those who trust in the Most High.
Be glad, you righteous, and rejoice in God; shout for joy, all who are true of heart.The Saint Helena Psalter© Order of St. Helena
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