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I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing; I am come into the depths of waters, and the flood overfloweth me.

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.

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