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If someone comes to see me, he mouths empty platitudes, All the while gathering gossip about me to entertain the street-corner crowd.
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These "friends" who hate me whisper slanders all over town. They form committees to plan misery for me.
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The rumor goes out, "He's got some dirty, deadly disease. The doctors have given up on him."
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Even my best friend, the one I always told everything - he ate meals at my house all the time! - has bitten my hand.
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God, give grace, get me up on my feet. I'll show them a thing or two.
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Meanwhile, I'm sure you're on my side - no victory shouts yet from the enemy camp!
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You know me inside and out, you hold me together, you never fail to stand me tall in your presence so I can look you in the eye.
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Blessed is God, Israel's God, always, always, always. Yes. Yes. Yes.