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Lift up thy feet unto the perpetual desolations; even all that the enemy hath done wickedly in the sanctuary.
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Thine enemies roar in the midst of thy congregations; they set up their ensigns for signs.
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A man was famous according as he had lifted up axes upon the thick trees.
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But now they break down the carved work thereof at once with axes and hammers.
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They have cast fire into thy sanctuary, they have defiled by casting down the dwelling place of thy name to the ground.
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They said in their hearts, Let us destroy them together: they have burned up all the synagogues of God in the land.
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We see not our signs: there is no more any prophet: neither is there among us any that knoweth how long.
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O God, how long shall the adversary reproach? shall the enemy blaspheme thy name for ever?