1-2 God! God! I am running to you for dear life;
    the chase is wild.
If they catch me, I’m finished:
    ripped to shreds by foes fierce as lions,
    dragged into the forest and left
    unlooked for, unremembered.

3-5 God, if I’ve done what they say—
    betrayed my friends,
    ripped off my enemies—
If my hands are really that dirty,
    let them get me, walk all over me,
    leave me flat on my face in the dirt.

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or they will tear me apart like a lion(A)
    and rip me to pieces with no one to rescue(B) me.

Lord my God, if I have done this
    and there is guilt on my hands(C)
if I have repaid my ally with evil
    or without cause(D) have robbed my foe—

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