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2 Hide me from the council of evil-doers; From the tumult of the workers of iniquity; 3 Who have whet their tongue like a sword, And have aimed their arrow, a poisoned word; 4 That they may shoot in secret places at the blameless; Suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not. Psalms 64:2-4, JPS Tanakh 1917. Public domain.
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