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My enemies are like a pack of barking dogs
    that come back to the city in the evening.
    They prowl around the city.
Listen to what pours out of their mouths.
    The words from their lips are like swords.
    They think, “Who can hear us?”
But you laugh at them, Lord.
    You make fun of all those 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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They return at evening: they make a noise like a dog, and go round about the city.

Behold, they belch out with their mouth: swords are in their lips: for who, say they, doth hear?

But thou, O Lord, shalt laugh at them; thou shalt have all the heathen in derision.

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