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119 All the wicked of the earth I count[a] as dross;
    therefore I love your decrees.(A)
120 My flesh trembles for fear of you,
    and I am afraid of your judgments.(B)

121 I have done what is just and right;
    do not leave me to my oppressors.

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  1. 119.119 Q ms Gk Vg: MT you bring to an end