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Blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven, Whose sin is covered.
Blessed is the man to whom YHWH imputes no crookedness, And in whose spirit there is no deceit.
When I kept silent, my bones became old Through my groaning all the day.
For day and night Your hand was heavy upon me; My sap was turned into the droughts of summer. Selah.
I acknowledged my sin to You, And my crookedness I did not hide. I have said, 'I confess my transgressions to YHWH,' And You forgave the crookedness of my sin. Selah.
Therefore, let every kind one pray to You While You might be found; Even in a flood of great waters They would not reach him.
You are my hiding place; You preserve me from distress; You surround me with songs of deliverance. Selah.
'Let Me instruct you and teach you in the way you should go; Let Me counsel, My eye be on you.
Do not be like the horse, like the mule, With no understanding, with bit and bridle, Else they do not come near you.'
Many are the sorrows of the wrong; But as for the one trusting in YHWH, Kindness surrounds him.
Be glad in YHWH and exult, you righteous; And shout for joy, all you upright in heart!