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Be gracious to me, O Yahweh, for (A)I am in distress;
My (B)eye is wasted away from grief, (C)my soul and [a]my body also.
10 For my life is worn down with (D)sorrow
And my years with sighing;
My (E)strength fails because of my iniquity,
And (F)my bones waste away.
11 Among all my adversaries, I have become a (G)reproach,
Especially to my (H)neighbors,
And an object of dread to my acquaintances;
Those who see me in the street flee from me.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 31:9 Lit womb, stomach