The Final Outcome: Shame for the Wicked, Praise for God
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And at evening let them return, let them howl like a dog, And go round about the city.
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They shall wander up and down for food, And tarry all night if they be not satisfied.
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But I will sing of thy strength; Yea, I will sing aloud of thy lovingkindness in the morning: For thou hast been my high tower, And a refuge in the day of my distress.
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Unto thee, O my strength, will I sing praises: For God is my high tower, the God of my mercy.
Bible text: American Standard Version (1901) · Public domain