O deliver not the soul of thy turtledove unto the multitude of the wicked: forget not the congregation of thy poor for ever.
17Thou hast set all the borders of the earth: thou hast made summer and winter.
19O deliver not the soul of thy turtledove unto the multitude of the wicked: forget not the congregation of thy poor for ever.
21O let not the oppressed return ashamed: let the poor and needy praise thy name.
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