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I sink in deep mire;
    there is no standing place;
I have come into the watery depths,
    and a stream overflows me.
I am weary of my crying;
    my throat is parched;
my eyes fail
    while I wait for my God.
Those who hate me without cause
    are more than the hairs of my head;
they are mighty
    who would destroy me, being my wrongful enemies,
so that I must pay back
    what I did not steal.

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I sink in the miry depths,(A)
    where there is no foothold.
I have come into the deep waters;
    the floods engulf me.
I am worn out calling for help;(B)
    my throat is parched.
My eyes fail,(C)
    looking for my God.
Those who hate me(D) without reason(E)
    outnumber the hairs of my head;
many are my enemies without cause,(F)
    those who seek to destroy me.(G)
I am forced to restore
    what I did not steal.

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