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Arise, O Lord God, lift up thine hand,
for the comfortless sake of the needy,
and because of the deep sighing of the poor.
Arise, O Lord, in the multitude of thy mercies.
Hear the cry of the widow,
and let the complaint of the fatherless come before thee.
Plead thou their cause against the oppressor.
But as for those that shew mercy,
remember them, O Lord, for good,
and spare them according to the riches of thy mercies,
in Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
