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18 Draw nigh unto my soul and redeem it; deliver me because of mine enemies.

19 Thou hast known my reproach and my shame and my dishonor; mine adversaries are all before Thee.

20 Reproach hath broken my heart, and I am full of heaviness; I looked for some to take pity, but there was none, and for comforters, but I found none.

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