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It will be like a farmer who ploughs his field,
    and breaks the earth into pieces.
Just like that, they will break the bones of wicked people.
They will throw their bones on the ground
    at the entrance to Sheol.

But I look to you for help, Almighty Lord.
    I need you to keep me safe.
    Do not let wicked people kill me.
They have prepared traps to catch me.
    Do not let me fall into the traps of those evil people.

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