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Thine arrows are sharp in the heart of the king’s enemies;
whereby the people fall under thee.
Thy throne, O God, is for ever and ever:
the sceptre of thy kingdom is a right sceptre.
Thou lovest righteousness, and hatest wickedness:
therefore God, thy God, hath anointed thee with the oil of gladness above thy fellows.

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