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(A) There are more people
    who hate me for no reason
than there are hairs
    on my head.
Many terrible enemies
    want to destroy me, God.
Am I supposed to give back
    something I didn't steal?
You know my foolish sins.
    Not one is hidden from you.

Lord God All-Powerful,
    ruler of Israel,
don't let me embarrass anyone
    who trusts and worships you.

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Those who hate me(A) without reason(B)
    outnumber the hairs of my head;
many are my enemies without cause,(C)
    those who seek to destroy me.(D)
I am forced to restore
    what I did not steal.

You, God, know my folly;(E)
    my guilt is not hidden from you.(F)

Lord, the Lord Almighty,
    may those who hope in you
    not be disgraced because of me;
God of Israel,
    may those who seek you
    not be put to shame because of me.

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