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Deep calleth on deep, at the noise of thy flood-gates. All thy heights and thy billows have passed over me.

In the daytime the Lord hath commanded his mercy; and a canticle to him in the night. With me is prayer to the God of my life.

10 I will say to God: Thou art my support. Why hast thou forgotten me? and why go I mourning, whilst my enemy afflicteth me?

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“A vile disease has afflicted him;
    he will never get up(A) from the place where he lies.”
Even my close friend,(B)
    someone I trusted,
one who shared my bread,
    has turned[a] against me.(C)

10 But may you have mercy(D) on me, Lord;
    raise me up,(E) that I may repay(F) them.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 41:9 Hebrew has lifted up his heel