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How long will all of you assault a man,
to crush him, like a leaning wall,
    a fence to be torn down?
They only plot to topple him from his rank.
Delighting in falsehood, they bless with their mouth,
but inwardly they curse. Selah

My soul, wait in stillness, only for God—
for from Him comes my expectation.

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