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Ant. Holy and terrible is His name.
Ps. II
SAVE me, O Lord, for there is now no saint: truths are decayed from among the children of men.
They have spoken vain things every one to his neighbor: with deceitful lips, and with a double heart, have they spoken.
May the Lord destroy all deceitful lips, and the tongue that speaketh proud things.
Who have said: we will magnify our tongue: our lips are our own; who is Lord over us?
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.
The words of the Lord are pure words: as silver tried by the fire, purged
