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God, break the teeth of my enemies!
Yes, Lord, break into pieces
    the teeth of those lions!
Cause them to run away like water and disappear.
Cause them to die like dry grass in hot weather.
Cause them to be like a worm that melts as it moves along.
Cause them to be like a child that is born dead
    and never sees the light of day.

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