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12 I am as good as dead to them. Forgotten!
    Like a shattered clay pot, I am easily discarded and gladly replaced.
13 For I hear their whispered plans;
    terror is everywhere!
They conspire together,
    planning, plotting, scheming to take my life.

14 But I pour my trust into You, Eternal One.
    I’m glad to say, “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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