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And I say, `Who doth give to me a pinion as a dove? I fly away and rest,
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Lo, I move far off, I lodge in a wilderness. Selah.
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I hasten escape for myself, From a rushing wind, from a whirlwind.
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Swallow up, O Lord, divide their tongue, For I saw violence and strife in a city.
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By day and by night they go round it, on its walls. Both iniquity and perverseness [are] in its midst,
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Mischiefs [are] in its midst. Fraud and deceit depart not from its street.
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For an enemy reproacheth me not, or I bear [it], He who is hating me Hath not magnified himself against me, Or I hide from him.
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But thou, a man -- as mine equal, My familiar friend, and mine acquaintance.
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When together we sweeten counsel, Into the house of God we walk in company.
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Desolations [are] upon them, They go down [to] Sheol -- alive, For wickedness [is] in their dwelling, in their midst.
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I -- to God I call, and Jehovah saveth me.