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In his sight I pour out my prayer, and before him I declare my trouble:

When my spirit failed me, then thou newest my paths. In this way wherein I walked, they have hidden a snare for me.

I looked on my right hand, and beheld, and there was no one that would know me. Flight hath failed me: and there is no one that hath regard to my soul.

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Set a guard over my mouth,(A) Lord;
    keep watch over the door of my lips.(B)
Do not let my heart(C) be drawn to what is evil
    so that I take part in wicked deeds(D)
along with those who are evildoers;
    do not let me eat their delicacies.(E)

Let a righteous man strike me—that is a kindness;
    let him rebuke me(F)—that is oil on my head.(G)
My head will not refuse it,
    for my prayer will still be against the deeds of evildoers.

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