11 May the groans of the prisoners come before you;
    with your strong arm preserve those condemned to die.
12 Pay back into the laps(A) of our neighbors seven times(B)
    the contempt they have hurled at you, Lord.
13 Then we your people, the sheep of your pasture,(C)
    will praise you forever;(D)
from generation to generation
    we will proclaim your praise.

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11 Let the sighing of the prisoner come before thee; according to the greatness of thy power preserve thou those that are appointed to die;

12 And render unto our neighbours sevenfold into their bosom their reproach, wherewith they have reproached thee, O Lord.

13 So we thy people and sheep of thy pasture will give thee thanks for ever: we will shew forth thy praise to all generations.

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