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That the triumphing of the wicked [is] short, and the joy of the hypocrite [but] for a moment?
My soul shall be satisfied as [with] marrow and fatness; and my mouth shall praise [thee] with joyful lips:
Serve the LORD with gladness: come before his presence with singing.
Lo, let that night be solitary, let no joyful voice come therein.
I have seen the wicked in great power, and spreading himself like a green bay tree.
Yet he passed away, and, lo, he [was] not: yea, I sought him, but he could not be found.
¶ Yea, the light of the wicked shall be put out, and the spark of his fire shall not shine.
The light shall be dark in his tabernacle, and his candle shall be put out with him.
Whilst it [is] yet in his greenness, [and] not cut down, it withereth before any [other] herb.
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