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Be gracious unto me, Jehovah, for I am in trouble: mine eye wasteth away with vexation, my soul and my belly.
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For my life is spent with sorrow, and my years with sighing; my strength faileth through mine iniquity, and my bones are wasted.
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More than to all mine oppressors, I am become exceedingly a reproach, even to my neighbours, and a fear to mine acquaintance: they that see me without flee from me.
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I am forgotten in [their] heart as a dead man; I am become like a broken vessel.
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For I have heard the slander of many -- terror on every side -- when they take counsel together against me: they plot to take away my life.
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But I confided in thee, Jehovah; I said, thou art my God.
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My times are in thy hand: deliver me from the hand of mine enemies, and from my persecutors.
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Make thy face to shine upon thy servant; save me in thy loving-kindness.
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Jehovah, let me not be ashamed; for I have called upon thee: let the wicked be ashamed, let them be silent in Sheol.
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Let the lying lips become dumb, which speak insolently against the righteous in pride and contempt.
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[Oh] how great is thy goodness, which thou hast laid up for them that fear thee, [which] thou hast wrought for them that trust in thee, before the sons of men!