(A)I sink in deep mire,
Where there is no standing;
I have come into deep waters,
Where the floods overflow me.
(B)I am weary with my crying;
My throat is dry;
(C)My eyes fail while I wait for my God.

Those who (D)hate me without a cause
Are more than the hairs of my head;
They are mighty who would destroy me,
Being my enemies wrongfully;
Though I have stolen nothing,
I still must restore it.

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