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Before him I pour out my complaint,
    tell of my distress in front of him.
When my spirit is faint within me,(A)
    you know my path.(B)
As I go along this path,
    they have hidden a trap for me.(C)
I look to my right hand to see(D)
    that there is no one willing to acknowledge me.
My escape has perished;
    no one cares for me.

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When my spirit grows faint(A) within me,
    it is you who watch over my way.
In the path where I walk
    people have hidden a snare for me.
Look and see, there is no one at my right hand;
    no one is concerned for me.
I have no refuge;(B)
    no one cares(C) for my life.

I cry to you, Lord;
    I say, “You are my refuge,(D)
    my portion(E) in the land of the living.”(F)

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