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May this be the LORD’s payment to my accusers, to those who speak evil of me.
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But you, Sovereign LORD, help me for your name’s sake; out of the goodness of your love, deliver me.
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For I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.
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I fade away like an evening shadow; I am shaken off like a locust.
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My knees give way from fasting; my body is thin and gaunt.
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I am an object of scorn to my accusers; when they see me, they shake their heads.
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Help me, LORD my God; save me according to your unfailing love.
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Let them know that it is your hand, that you, LORD, have done it.
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While they curse, may you bless; may those who attack me be put to shame, but may your servant rejoice.
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May my accusers be clothed with disgrace and wrapped in shame as in a cloak.
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With my mouth I will greatly extol the LORD; in the great throng of worshipers I will praise him.
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For he stands at the right hand of the needy, to save their lives from those who would condemn them.