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They conspire, then lurk about.
    They eye my every move,
Waiting to steal my very life.
Because they are wicked through and through, drag them out.
    In Your just anger, O God, cast them down!

You have taken note of my journey through life,
    caught each of my tears in Your bottle.
    But God, are they not also blots on Your book?

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