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Chapter 11
| Psal | DRC | 11:2 | Save me, O Lord, for there is now no saint: truths are decayed from among the children of men. | |
| Psal | DRC | 11:3 | They have spoken vain things, every one to his neighbour: with deceitful lips, and with a double heart have they spoken. | |
| Psal | DRC | 11:6 | By reason of the misery of the needy, and the groans of the poor, now will I arise, saith the Lord. I will set him in safety: I will deal confidently in his regard. | |
| Psal | DRC | 11:7 | The words of the Lord are pure words: as silver tried by the fire, purged from the earth, refined seven times. | |