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19 Do not let my treacherous enemies rejoice over me
    or those who hate me without cause wink the eye.(A)

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More in number than the hairs of my head
    are those who hate me without cause;
many are those who would destroy me,
    my enemies who accuse me falsely.
What I did not steal,
    must I now restore?(A)

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