21 His talk is smooth as butter,(A)
    yet war is in his heart;
his words are more soothing than oil,(B)
    yet they are drawn swords.(C)

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He made my mouth(A) like a sharpened sword,(B)
    in the shadow of his hand(C) he hid me;
he made me into a polished arrow(D)
    and concealed me in his quiver.

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