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Thou hast caused my companions to shun me;
    thou hast made me a thing of horror to them.
I am shut in so that I cannot escape;
    my eye grows dim through sorrow.
Every day I call upon thee, O Lord;
    I spread out my hands to thee.
10 Dost thou work wonders for the dead?
    Do the shades rise up to praise thee?Selah

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You have taken from me my closest friends(A)
    and have made me repulsive to them.
I am confined(B) and cannot escape;(C)
    my eyes(D) are dim with grief.

I call(E) to you, Lord, every day;
    I spread out my hands(F) to you.
10 Do you show your wonders to the dead?
    Do their spirits rise up and praise you?(G)

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