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¶ Let the righteous smite me in mercy, and let him reprove me: and let not a flattering evil prince anoint my head, for my prayer shall ever be against his evil.

Their judges shall be thrown down from strong places; they shall hearken unto my words; for they are sweet.

Our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol, as when one cuts and cleaves wood upon the earth.

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