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Look on my right hand and see:
    there is no one who takes notice of me;
no refuge remains to me;
    no one cares for me.(A)

I cry to you, O Lord;
    I say, “You are my refuge,
    my portion in the land of the living.”(B)
Listen to my cry,
    for I am brought very low.

Save me from my persecutors,
    for they are too strong for me.(C)

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