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I am weary with my crying; my throat is parched;
My eyes fail while I wait [with confident expectation] for my God.

Those who hate me without cause are more than the hairs of my head;
Those who would destroy me are powerful, being my enemies wrongfully;
I am forced to restore what I did not steal.(A)


O God, You know my folly;
My wrongs are not hidden from You.

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