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There are more people who hate me for no reason
    than hairs on my head.
Those who want to destroy me are powerful.
    My enemies are liars.
They make me pay back
    what I did not steal.

God, you know what I have done wrong.
    I cannot hide my guilt from you.
Master, the Lord of heaven’s armies,
    do not let those who hope in you be ashamed because of me.
God of Israel,
    do not let your worshipers
    be disgraced because of me.

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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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