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I have more enemies than the hairs on my head.
    They hate me for no reason.
    They try hard to destroy me.
My enemies tell lies about me.
    They say I stole from them
    and they demand that I pay for things I did not steal.
God, you know my faults.
    I cannot hide my sins from you.
My Lord God All-Powerful, don’t let me embarrass your followers.
    God of Israel, don’t let me bring disgrace to those who worship 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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