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The Wind is strangely turn'd; but, none yet knows
For whose avail, or to whose harm it blows:
Because, to guess who is a foe or friend,
Or, what, men by their words or deeds intend,
'Tis now so hard, that none can scape deceit
Save he, who keepeth his own heart upright,
And he (ev'n then) may suffer naytheless,
Who walketh in the paths of righteousness.
For whose avail, or to whose harm it blows:
Because, to guess who is a foe or friend,
Or, what, men by their words or deeds intend,
'Tis now so hard, that none can scape deceit
Save he, who keepeth his own heart upright,
And he (ev'n then) may suffer naytheless,
Who walketh in the paths of righteousness.
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