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Look to my right and see.
There is no one who recognizes me.
There is no escape for me.
No one cares about my life.
I cry out to you, Lord.
I say, “You are my refuge,
my portion in the land of the living.”
Pay attention to my loud cry,
because I am very weak.
Rescue me from those who pursue me,
because they are too strong for me.

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