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who have said, With our tongue will we prevail;
our lips are our own: who is lord over us?
For the oppression of the poor, for the sighing of the needy,
now will I arise, saith the Lord;
I will set him in safety from him that puffeth at him.

The words of the Lord are pure words:
as silver tried in a furnace of earth, purified seven times.

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