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A perverse heart turneth aside from me, Wickedness I know not.

Whoso slandereth in secret his neighbour, Him I cut off, The high of eyes and proud of heart, him I endure not.

Mine eyes are on the faithful of the land, To dwell with me, Whoso is walking in a perfect way, he serveth me.

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