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11 O Lord, don’t hold back your tender mercies from me! My only hope is in your love and faithfulness. 12 Otherwise I perish, for problems far too big for me to solve are piled higher than my head. Meanwhile my sins, too many to count, have all caught up with me, and I am ashamed to look up. My heart quails within me.

13 Please, Lord, rescue me! Quick! Come and help me!

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11 Do not withhold your mercy(A) from me, Lord;
    may your love(B) and faithfulness(C) always protect(D) me.
12 For troubles(E) without number surround me;
    my sins have overtaken me, and I cannot see.(F)
They are more than the hairs of my head,(G)
    and my heart fails(H) within me.
13 Be pleased to save me, Lord;
    come quickly, Lord, to help me.(I)

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