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.

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11 Withhold not thou thy tender mercies from me, O Lord: let thy lovingkindness and thy truth continually preserve me.

12 For innumerable evils have compassed me about: mine iniquities have taken hold upon me, so that I am not able to look up; they are more than the hairs of mine head: therefore my heart faileth me.

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