The wicked, through the pride of his countenance, will not seek after God: God is not in all his thoughts.

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3-4 The wicked are windbags,
    the swindlers have foul breath.
The wicked snub God,
    their noses stuck high in the air.
Their graffiti are scrawled on the walls:
    “Catch us if you can!” “God is dead.”

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