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9 from wicked ones who would ruin me, my enemies in soul go around against me. 10 Their fat they have closed up; their mouths they speak with pride. 11 In our steps now they have surrounded us; they have set their eyes to cast us to the ground. 12 His likeness is as a lion longing to tear, and like a young lion lurking in hidden places. 13 Arise, O YHWH! Go before his face; cast him down, and rescue my soul from the wicked by your sword, 14 from men by Your hand, O YHWH, from men of the world—their portion is in this life. And Your treasured ones, You fill their belly; they are satisfied with sons, and they leave their remainder to their children. 15 I, in righteousness, will see Your face; in my waking, I will be satisfied with Your form. Psalms 17:9-15, Berean Literal Bible. Public domain.
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