7 When the sinners come up like the grass, and all the workers of evil do well for themselves, it is so that their end may be eternal destruction.
8 But you, O Lord, are on high for ever.
9 For see! your haters, O Lord, will be put to death; all the workers of evil will be put to flight;
10 But my horn is lifted up like the horn of the ox: the best oil is flowing on my head.
11 My eyes have seen trouble come on my haters; my ears have news of the fate of the evil-doers who have come up against me.
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