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12 People want to forget me like someone already dead,
    thrown away like a broken dish.
13 I hear them whispering about me.
    They have turned against me and plan to kill me.

14 Lord, I trust in you.
    You are my God.

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12 I am forgotten as though I were dead;(A)
    I have become like broken pottery.
13 For I hear many whispering,(B)
    “Terror on every side!”(C)
They conspire against me(D)
    and plot to take my life.(E)

14 But I trust(F) in you, Lord;
    I say, “You are my God.”

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