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For my loins are full of inflammation, And there is no soundness in my flesh.
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I am feeble and severely broken; I groan because of the turmoil of my heart.
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Lord, all my desire is before You; And my sighing is not hidden from You.
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My heart pants, my strength fails me; As for the light of my eyes, it also has gone from me.
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My loved ones and my friends stand aloof from my plague, And my relatives stand afar off.
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Those also who seek my life lay snares for me; Those who seek my hurt speak of destruction, And plan deception all the day long.
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But I, like a deaf man, do not hear; And I am like a mute who does not open his mouth.
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Thus I am like a man who does not hear, And in whose mouth is no response.
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For in You, O Lord, I hope; You will hear, O Lord my God.
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For I said, "Hear me, lest they rejoice over me, Lest, when my foot slips, they exalt themselves against me."
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For I am ready to fall, And my sorrow is continually before me.