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You, O Lord, God of Armies, the God of Israel,
wake up and confront all the nations. Interlude
Do not show mercy to all the wicked traitors.
They return at evening. They growl like dogs.
They prowl around the city.
Look, they gush from their mouths.
Their lips are swords,
so they say, “Who hears?”

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