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Like the plowing and breaking up of the earth,
    our bones are strewn at the mouth of Sheol.
For my eyes are upon you, O Lord, my Lord;(A)
    in you I take refuge; do not take away my soul.
Guard me from the trap they have set for me,
    from the snares of evildoers.(B)

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They will say, “As one plows(A) and breaks up the earth,(B)
    so our bones have been scattered at the mouth(C) of the grave.”

But my eyes are fixed(D) on you, Sovereign Lord;
    in you I take refuge(E)—do not give me over to death.
Keep me safe(F) from the traps set by evildoers,(G)
    from the snares(H) they have laid for me.

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