| Verse Reference | Verse Text |
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| Psa 3:4 | I cried unto the LORD with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy hill. Selah. |
| Psa 32:4 | For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my moisture is turned into the drought of summer. Selah. |
| Psa 32:7 | Thou art my hiding place; thou shalt preserve me from trouble; thou shalt compass me about with songs of deliverance. Selah. |
| Psa 55:7 | Lo, then would I wander far off, and remain in the wilderness. Selah. |
| Psa 75:3 | The earth and all the inhabitants thereof are dissolved: I bear up the pillars of it. Selah. |
| Psa 87:3 | Glorious things are spoken of thee, O city of God. Selah. |
| Psa 140:5 | The proud have hid a snare for me, and cords; they have spread a net by the wayside; they have set gins for me. Selah. |