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Quid gloriaris?
Quid gloriaris?

WHY boastest thou thyself, thou tyrant : that thou canst do mischief;
2 Whereas the goodness of God : endureth yet daily?
3 Thy tongue imagineth wickedness : and with lies thou cuttest like a sharp rasor.
4 Thou hast loved unrighteousness more then goodness : and to talk of lies more than righteousness.
5 Thou hast loved to speak all words that may do hurt : O thou false tongue.
6 Therefore shall God destroy thee for ever : he shall take thee, and pluck thee out of thy dwelling, and root thee out of the land of the living.
7 The righteous also shall see this, and fear : and shall laugh him to scorn;
8 Lo, this is the man that took not God for his strength : but trusted unto the multitude of his riches, and strengthened himself in his wickedness.
9 As for me, I am like a green olive-tree in the house of God : my trust is in the tender mercy of God for ever and ever.
10 I will always give thanks unto thee for that thou hast done : and I will hope in thy Name, for thy saints like it well.

Glory be to the Father, and to the Son : and to the Holy Ghost;
As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be : world without end. Amen.

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