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Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am in distress;
    my eye wastes away from grief,
    my soul and body also.
10 For my life is spent with sorrow
    and my years with sighing;
my strength fails because of my misery,[a]
    and my bones waste away.(A)

11 I am the scorn of all my adversaries,
    a horror[b] to my neighbors,
an object of dread to my acquaintances;
    those who see me in the street flee from me.(B)
12 I have passed out of mind like one who is dead;
    I have become like a broken vessel.(C)
13 For I hear the whispering of many—
    terror all around!—
as they scheme together against me,
    as they plot to take my life.(D)

14 But I trust in you, O Lord;
    I say, “You are my God.”(E)
15 My times are in your hand;
    deliver me from the hand of my enemies and persecutors.(F)
16 Let your face shine upon your servant;
    save me in your steadfast love.(G)

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