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7 And the Lord became my helper; therefore I turned not back; but I set my face as a solid rock, and I perceived that I should not be ashamed.
8 For he draweth near that justified me: who is he that contendeth with me; let him stand up against me together; yea, who is he that contendeth with me? let him draw near to me.
9 Behold, the Lord helpeth me: who shall harm me? behold, all ye shall wax old as a garment, and as it were a moth shall eat you up.