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Deliver me from my enemies, O my God; and defend me from them that rise up against me.

Deliver me from them that work iniquity, and save me from bloody men.

For behold they have caught my soul: the mighty have rushed in upon me:

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No, in your heart you devise injustice,(A)
    and your hands mete out violence on the earth.(B)

Even from birth the wicked go astray;
    from the womb they are wayward, spreading lies.
Their venom is like the venom of a snake,(C)
    like that of a cobra that has stopped its ears,

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