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Your useless talk won’t keep us quiet.
    Someone has to correct you when you make fun of truth.
You say to God, ‘My beliefs are perfect.
    I’m pure in your sight.’
I wish God would speak.
    I wish he’d answer you.

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Will your idle talk(A) reduce others to silence?
    Will no one rebuke you when you mock?(B)
You say to God, ‘My beliefs are flawless(C)
    and I am pure(D) in your sight.’
Oh, how I wish that God would speak,(E)
    that he would open his lips against you

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