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Their judges are (A)thrown down by the sides of the cliff,
And they hear my words, for they are pleasant.
As when one (B)plows and splits open the earth,
Our (C)bones have been scattered at the (D)mouth of Sheol.

For my (E)eyes are toward You, O Yahweh, O Lord;
In You I (F)take refuge; (G)do not pour out my soul to death.

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