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These six things doth the LORD hate: yea, seven are an abomination unto him:
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Therefore shall his calamity come suddenly; suddenly shall he be broken without remedy.
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Frowardness is in his heart, he deviseth mischief continually; he soweth discord.
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He winketh with his eyes, he speaketh with his feet, he teacheth with his fingers;
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A naughty person, a wicked man, walketh with a froward mouth.
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So shall thy poverty come as one that travelleth, and thy want as an armed man.
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Yet a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep:
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How long wilt thou sleep, O sluggard? when wilt thou arise out of thy sleep?
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Provideth her meat in the summer, and gathereth her food in the harvest.
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Which having no guide, overseer, or ruler,
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Go to the ant, thou sluggard; consider her ways, and be wise:
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Deliver thyself as a roe from the hand of the hunter, and as a bird from the hand of the fowler.
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Give not sleep to thine eyes, nor slumber to thine eyelids.
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Do this now, my son, and deliver thyself, when thou art come into the hand of thy friend; go, humble thyself, and make sure thy friend.
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Thou art snared with the words of thy mouth, thou art taken with the words of thy mouth.
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My son, if thou be surety for thy friend, if thou hast stricken thy hand with a stranger,
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Let all mine enemies be ashamed and sore vexed: let them return and be ashamed suddenly.
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The LORD hath heard my supplication; the LORD will receive my prayer.
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Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for the LORD hath heard the voice of my weeping.
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Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.
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I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.
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For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in the grave who shall give thee thanks?
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Return, O LORD, deliver my soul: oh save me for thy mercies" sake.
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My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O LORD, how long?
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Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed.
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O LORD, rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
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Is there iniquity in my tongue? cannot my taste discern perverse things?
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Return, I pray you, let it not be iniquity; yea, return again, my righteousness is in it.
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Now therefore be content, look upon me; for it is evident unto you if I lie.
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Yea, ye overwhelm the fatherless, and ye dig a pit for your friend.
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