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- I wash my hands in innocence, and go about your altar, O LORD,
- proclaiming aloud your praise and telling of all your wonderful deeds.
- I love the house where you live, O LORD, the place where your glory dwells.
- Do not take away my soul along with sinners, my life with bloodthirsty men,
- in whose hands are wicked schemes, whose right hands are full of bribes.
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