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Hear the voice of my supplications, when I cry unto thee,
When I lift up my hands [a]toward thy holy oracle.
Draw me not away with the wicked,
And with the workers of iniquity;
That speak peace with their neighbors,
But mischief is in their hearts.
Give them according to their work, and according to the wickedness of their doings:
Give them after the operation of their hands;
Render to them their desert.

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  1. Psalm 28:2 Or, toward the innermost place of thy sanctuary