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My enemies return at evening,
growling like dogs
    roaming the city.
They curse, and their words
    cut like swords,
as they say to themselves,
    “No one can hear us!”

You, Lord, laugh at them
    and sneer at the nations.

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They return at evening,
    snarling like dogs,(A)
    and prowl about the city.
See what they spew from their mouths(B)
    the words from their lips are sharp as swords,(C)
    and they think, “Who can hear us?”(D)
But you laugh at them, Lord;(E)
    you scoff at all those nations.(F)

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