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I look to my right hand to see(A)
    that there is no one willing to acknowledge me.
My escape has perished;
    no one cares for me.
I cry out to you, Lord,
    I say, You are my refuge,(B)
    my portion in the land of the living.(C)
Listen to my cry for help,
    for I am brought very low.(D)
Rescue me from my pursuers,
    for they are too strong for me.

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