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That is why justice is far from us
and righteousness does not reach us.
We hope for light, but behold darkness,
    for brightness, but walk in gloom.
10 We grope along the wall like the blind.
We grope like those with no eyes.
We stumble at noon as at twilight.
We are like the dead in desolation.
11 All of us growl like bears
    or moan like doves.
We hope for justice, but there is none;
    for salvation, but it is far from us.

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