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Because of the voice of the enemy; because of the oppression of the wicked: for they cast iniquity upon me, and in anger they persecute me.
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My heart is writhing within me, and the terrors of death are fallen upon me.
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Fear and trembling are come upon me, and horror hath overwhelmed me.
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And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove! I would fly away, and be at rest;
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Behold, I would flee afar off, I would lodge in the wilderness; Selah;
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I would hasten my escape from the stormy wind, from the tempest.
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Swallow [them] up, Lord; divide their tongue: for I have seen violence and strife in the city.
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Day and night they go about it upon the walls thereof; and iniquity and mischief are in the midst of it.
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Perversities are in the midst thereof; and oppression and deceit depart not from its streets.
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For it is not an enemy that hath reproached me -- then could I have borne it; neither is it he that hateth me that hath magnified [himself] against me -- then would I have hidden myself from him;
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But it was thou, a man mine equal, mine intimate, my familiar friend. ...