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| Hear my voice, O God, when I complain; *
protect my life from fear of the enemy.
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| 2
| Hide me from the conspiracy of the wicked,
*
from the mob of evildoers.
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| 3
| They sharpen their tongue like a sword, *
and aim their bitter words like arrows,
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| 4
| That they may shoot down the blameless from
ambush; *
they shoot without warning and are not afraid.
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| 5
| They hold fast to their evil course; *
they plan how they may hide their snares.
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| 6
| They say, "Who will see us?
who will find out our crimes? *
we have thought out a perfect plot."
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| 7
| The human mind and heart are a mystery; *
but God will loose an arrow at them,
and suddenly they will be wounded.
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| 8
| He will make them trip over their tongues,
*
and all who see them will shake their heads.
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| 9
| Everyone will stand in awe and declare God's
deeds; *
they will recognize his works.
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| 10
| The righteous will rejoice in the LORD and
put their trust in him, *
and all who are true of heart will glory.
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