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Get down on my level and listen, and please - no procrastination! Your granite cave a hiding place, your high cliff aerie a place of safety.
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You're my cave to hide in, my cliff to climb. Be my safe leader, be my true mountain guide.
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Free me from hidden traps; I want to hide in you.
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I've put my life in your hands. You won't drop me, you'll never let me down.
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I hate all this silly religion, but you, God, I trust.
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I'm leaping and singing in the circle of your love; you saw my pain, you disarmed my tormentors,
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You didn't leave me in their clutches but gave me room to breathe.
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Be kind to me, God - I'm in deep, deep trouble again. I've cried my eyes out; I feel hollow inside.
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My life leaks away, groan by groan; my years fade out in sighs. My troubles have worn me out, turned my bones to powder.
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To my enemies I'm a monster; I'm ridiculed by the neighbors. My friends are horrified; they cross the street to avoid me.
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They want to blot me from memory, forget me like a corpse in a grave, discard me like a broken dish in the trash.