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2 O Lord, deliver my soul from wicked lips, and a deceitful tongue. 3 What shall be given to thee, or what shall be added to thee, to a deceitful tongue. 4 The sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals that lay waste. 5 Woe is me, that my sojourning is prolonged! I have dwelt with the inhabitants of cedar: 6 my soul hath been long a sojourner. 7 With them that hate peace I was peaceable: when I spoke to them they fought against me without cause. Psalms 120:2-7, Douay-Rheims Bible. Public domain.
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