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You have not let my enemies capture me; you have given me freedom to go where I wish.
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Be merciful to me, Lord, for I am in trouble; my eyes are tired from so much crying; I am completely worn out.
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I am exhausted by sorrow, and weeping has shortened my life. I am weak from all my troubles; even my bones are wasting away.
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All my enemies, and especially my neighbors, treat me with contempt. Those who know me are afraid of me; when they see me in the street, they run away.
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Everyone has forgotten me, as though I were dead; I am like something thrown away.
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I hear many enemies whispering; terror is all around me. They are making plans against me, plotting to kill me.
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But my trust is in you, O Lord; you are my God.
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I am always in your care; save me from my enemies, from those who persecute me.
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Look on your servant with kindness; save me in your constant love.
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I call to you, Lord; don't let me be disgraced. May the wicked be disgraced; may they go silently down to the world of the dead.
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Silence those liars - all the proud and arrogant who speak with contempt about the righteous.