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- Confuse, O Lord, divide their tongues, For I have seen violence and strife in the city.
- Day and night they go around her upon her walls, And iniquity and mischief are in her midst.
- Destruction is in her midst; Oppression and deceit do not depart from her streets.
- For it is not an enemy who reproaches me, Then I could bear it; Nor is it one who hates me who has exalted himself against me, Then I could hide myself from him.
- But it is you, a man my equal, My companion and my familiar friend;
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- We who had sweet fellowship together Walked in the house of God in the throng.
- Let death come deceitfully upon them; Let them go down alive to Sheol, For evil is in their dwelling, in their midst.
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