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PENITENTIAL PSALMS.
My eye is troubled through indignation: I have grown old amidst all my enemies.
Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity: for the Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping.
The Lord hath heard my supplication: the Lord hath received my prayer.
Let all my enemies be put to shame, and be very much troubled: let them be turned back, and put to shame very speedily.
Psalm 31.
Blessed are they whose iniquities are forgiven, and whose sins are covered.
Blessed is the man to whom the Lord hath not imputed sin, and in whose spirit there is no guile.
Because I was silent, my bones grew old; whilst I cried out all the day long.
For day and night Thy hand was heavy upon me: I am turned in my
