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I have shouted so much for help
    that I am tired and weak.
My mouth is so dry that it hurts.
I have looked so long for help from you, my God,
    that my eyes have become weak.
Very many people hate me with no good reason.
    They are more than the number of hairs on my head!
My enemies are too strong for me.
    They want to destroy me with their lies.
They make me give back to them
    things that I did not take from them!
You know, God, that I do foolish things.
    I cannot hide my sins from you.

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