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Treacherous souls return to the city in the evening;
    they prowl about,
    howling like dogs.
Watch them! Snarling, dribbling their malicious insults.
    Their words cut loose from their lips like swords,
    and in their backstabbing they say, “Who’s listening anyway?”

But You, O Eternal One, laugh at them;
    You make fun of all the nations.

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