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Those who hate me without cause
    are more than the hairs of my head;
they are mighty
    who would destroy me, being my wrongful enemies,
so that I must pay back
    what I did not steal.

O God, You know my folly,
    and my sins are not hidden from You.

May those who wait on You,
    O Lord God of Hosts,
    not be ashamed because of me;
may those who seek You
    not be humiliated because of me,
    O God of Israel.

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