- Destroy, O Lord, and divide their tongues: for I have seen violence and strife in the city.
- Day and night they go about it upon the walls thereof: mischief also and sorrow are in the midst of it.
- Wickedness is in the midst thereof: deceit and guile depart not from her streets.
- For it was not an enemy that reproached me; then I could have borne it: neither was it he that hated me that did magnify himself against me; then I would have hid myself from him:
- But it was thou, a man mine equal, my guide, and mine acquaintance.
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- Confuse the wicked, O Lord, confound their speech, for I see violence and strife in the city.
- Day and night they prowl about on its walls; malice and abuse are within it.
- Destructive forces are at work in the city; threats and lies never leave its streets.
- If an enemy were insulting me, I could endure it; if a foe were raising himself against me, I could hide from him.
- But it is you, a man like myself, my companion, my close friend,
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