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12 Arise, O LORD; O God, lift up thy hand: forget not the humble.
13 Why doth the wicked contemn God? he hath said in his heart, Thou wilt not require it.
14 Thou hast seen it; for thou beholdest mischief and spite, to requite it with thy hand: the poor committeth himself to thee; thou art the helper of the fatherless.
15 Break thou the arm of the wicked and the evil man: seek out his wickedness till thou shalt find none.
16 The LORD is King for ever and ever: the heathen have perished out of his land.