Doch God, de Heer, behiel myn leeven,
En is myn hoogvertrek gebleeven.
Myn God, myn rots, en toeverlaat
Vergoldt hun onrecht hun met quaad.
De Heer verdelgt dien boosen raad,
Ja onse God verdelgt dat saad.
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