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Deeper and deeper I sink into the mire;
    I can’t find a foothold.
I am in deep water,
    and the floods overwhelm me.
I am exhausted from crying for help;
    my throat is parched.
My eyes are swollen with weeping,
    waiting for my God to help me.
Those who hate me without cause
    outnumber the hairs on my head.
Many enemies try to destroy me with lies,
    demanding that I give back what I didn’t steal.

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I sink in the miry depths,(A)
    where there is no foothold.
I have come into the deep waters;
    the floods engulf me.
I am worn out calling for help;(B)
    my throat is parched.
My eyes fail,(C)
    looking for my God.
Those who hate me(D) without reason(E)
    outnumber the hairs of my head;
many are my enemies without cause,(F)
    those who seek to destroy me.(G)
I am forced to restore
    what I did not steal.

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