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7 All that hate me whisper together against me, Against me do they devise my hurt: 8 An evil thing cleaveth fast unto him; And now that he lieth, he shall rise up no more.' 9 Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, who did eat of my bread, Hath lifted up his heel against me. 10 But Thou, O LORD, be gracious unto me, and raise me up, That I may requite them. 11 By this I know that Thou delightest in me, That mine enemy doth not triumph over me. 12 And as for me, Thou upholdest me because of mine integrity, And settest me before Thy face for ever. 13 Blessed be the LORD, the God of Israel, From everlasting and to everlasting. Amen, and Amen. Psalms 41:7-13, JPS Tanakh 1917. Public domain.
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