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“Give me, O God, the pledge you demand. Who else will put up security for me?
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You have closed their minds to understanding; therefore you will not let them triumph.
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If anyone denounces their friends for reward, the eyes of their children will fail.
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“God has made me a byword to everyone, a man in whose face people spit.
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My eyes have grown dim with grief; my whole frame is but a shadow.
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The upright are appalled at this; the innocent are aroused against the ungodly.
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Nevertheless, the righteous will hold to their ways, and those with clean hands will grow stronger.
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“But come on, all of you, try again! I will not find a wise man among you.
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My days have passed, my plans are shattered. Yet the desires of my heart
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turn night into day; in the face of the darkness light is near.
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If the only home I hope for is the grave, if I spread out my bed in the realm of darkness,