I am (A)weary with my crying; my throat is parched;
My (B)eyes fail while I wait for my God.
Those (C)who hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head;
Those who would [a]destroy me (D)are powerful, being wrongfully my enemies;
(E)What I did not steal, I then have to restore.

O God, it is You who knows (F)my folly,
And (G)my wrongs are not hidden from You.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 69:4 Or silence