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Into your hands I give my spirit; you are my saviour, O Lord God for ever true.
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I am full of hate for those who go after false gods; but my hope is in the Lord.
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I will be glad and have delight in your mercy; because you have seen my trouble; you have had pity on my soul in its sorrows;
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And you have not given me into the hand of my hater; you have put my feet in a wide place.
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Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am in trouble; my eyes are wasted with grief, I am wasted in soul and body.
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My life goes on in sorrow, and my years in weeping; my strength is almost gone because of my sin, and my bones are wasted away.
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Because of all those who are against me, I have become a word of shame to my neighbours; a cause of shaking the head and a fear to my friends: those who saw me in the street went in flight from me.
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I have gone from men's minds and memory like a dead man; I am like a broken vessel.
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False statements against me have come to my ears; fear was on every side: they were talking together against me, designing to take away my life.
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But I had faith in you, O Lord; I said, You are my God.
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The chances of my life are in your hand; take me out of the hands of my haters, and of those who go after me.