Psalm 18:2-20

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I love You, LORD, my strength, LORD, my rock, my fortress, my deliverer,

My God, my rock of refuge, my shield, my saving horn, my stronghold!

Praised be the LORD, I exclaim! I have been delivered from my enemies.

The cords of death encompassed me; the torrents of destruction terrified me.

The cords of Sheol encircled me; the snares of death lay in wait for me.

In my distress I called out: LORD! I cried out to my God.

From His temple He heard my voice; my cry to Him reached His ears.

The earth rocked and shook; the foundations of the mountains trembled; they shook as His wrath flared up.

Smoke rose from His nostrils, a devouring fire from His mouth; it kindled coals into flame.

He parted the heavens and came down, a dark cloud under His feet.

Mounted on a cherub He flew, borne along on the wings of the wind.

He made darkness His cloak around Him; His canopy, water-darkened stormclouds.

From the gleam before Him, His clouds passed, hail and coals of fire.

The LORD thundered from heaven; the Most High made His voice resound.

He let fly His arrows and scattered them; shot His lightning bolts and dispersed them.

Then the bed of the sea appeared; the world’s foundations lay bare,

At Your rebuke, O LORD, at the storming breath of Your nostrils.

He reached down from on high and seized me; drew me out of the deep waters.

He rescued me from my mighty enemy, from foes too powerful for me.

They attacked me on my day of distress, but the LORD was my support.

He set me free in the open; He rescued me because He loves me.

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