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17 I’m slipping away and on the verge of a breakdown,
with nothing but sorrow and sighing.[a]
18 I confess all my sin to you; I can’t hold it in any longer.
My agonizing thoughts punish me for my wrongdoing;
I feel condemned as I consider all I’ve done.
19 My enemies are many.
They hate me and persecute me,
though I’ve done nothing against them to deserve it.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 38:17 The Septuagint reads “I am prepared for all of their whips—prepared to suffer.”

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