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those who say, ‘With our tongues we will prevail;
    our lips are our own—who is our master?’

‘Because the poor are despoiled, because the needy groan,
    I will now rise up,’ says the Lord;
    ‘I will place them in the safety for which they long.’
The promises of the Lord are promises that are pure,
    silver refined in a furnace on the ground,
    purified seven times.

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those who say,
    “By our tongues we will prevail;(A)
    our own lips will defend us—who is lord over us?”

“Because the poor are plundered(B) and the needy groan,(C)
    I will now arise,(D)” says the Lord.
    “I will protect them(E) from those who malign them.”
And the words of the Lord are flawless,(F)
    like silver purified(G) in a crucible,(H)
    like gold[a] refined seven times.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 12:6 Probable reading of the original Hebrew text; Masoretic Text earth