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I am weary with my crying, my throat is parched; mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.

They that hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head; they that would destroy me, being mine enemies wrongfully, are mighty: then I restored that which I took not away.

Thou, O God, knowest my foolishness, and my trespasses are not hidden from thee.

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