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50 Ain. Till the Lord regarded and looked down from the heavens.

51 Ain. My eye hath wasted my soul because of all the daughters of my city.

52 Sade. My enemies have chased me and caught me like a bird, without cause.

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50 until the Lord looks down
    from heaven and sees.(A)
51 What I see brings grief to my soul
    because of all the women of my city.

52 Those who were my enemies without cause
    hunted me like a bird.(B)

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