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Lord, have mercy on me. I’m in deep trouble.
    I’m so sad I can hardly see.
    My whole body grows weak with sadness.
10 Pain has taken over my life.
    My years are spent in groaning.
I have no strength because I’m hurting so much.
    My body is getting weaker and weaker.
11 My neighbors make fun of me
    because I have so many enemies.
My closest friends are afraid of me.
    People who see me on the street run away from me.

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Be merciful to me, Lord, for I am in distress;(A)
    my eyes grow weak with sorrow,(B)
    my soul and body(C) with grief.
10 My life is consumed by anguish(D)
    and my years by groaning;(E)
my strength fails(F) because of my affliction,[a](G)
    and my bones grow weak.(H)
11 Because of all my enemies,(I)
    I am the utter contempt(J) of my neighbors(K)
and an object of dread to my closest friends—
    those who see me on the street flee from me.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 31:10 Or guilt