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I would hasten my escape from the windy storm and tempest.

Destroy, O Lord, and divide their tongues:
for I have seen violence and strife in the city.
10 Day and night they go about it upon the walls thereof:
mischief also and sorrow are in the midst of it.

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I would hurry to my place of shelter,(A)
    far from the tempest and storm.(B)

Lord, confuse the wicked, confound their words,(C)
    for I see violence and strife(D) in the city.(E)
10 Day and night they prowl(F) about on its walls;
    malice and abuse are within it.

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