Psalm 52:4 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

Thou lovest all-devouring words, O thou deceitful tongue.

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Thou lovest all devouring words, O thou deceitful tongue.

You love all destroying and devouring words, O deceitful tongue.

Thou lovest all devouring words, O thou deceitful tongue.

You love all destructive words; you love the deceiving tongue.

All have gone astray; together they have become useless. There is no one who does good; there is not even one.

All have gone aside, they are become unprofitable together, there is none that doth good, no not one.

What shall be giv'n thee? or what shall be done to thee, false tongue?

Lord, keep me from the wicked's hands, from vi'lent men me save; Who utterly to overthrow my goings purpos'd have.

Thou giv'st thy mouth to ill, thy tongue deceit doth frame;

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