11 Lord, do not withhold Your compassion from me;
Your constant love and truth will always guard me.(A)
12 For troubles without number have surrounded me;
my sins have overtaken me; I am unable to see.
They are more than the hairs of my head,
and my courage leaves me.(B)
13 Lord, be pleased to deliver me;
hurry to help me, Lord.(C)

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