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I am weary with my crying; my throat is parched; my eyes fail with waiting [hopefully] for my God.

Those who hate me without cause are more than the hairs of my head; those who would cut me off and destroy me, being my enemies wrongfully, are many and mighty. I am [forced] to restore what I did not steal.(A)

O God, You know my folly and blundering; my sins and my guilt are not hidden from You.

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