May my prayer come before you;
    turn your ear to my cry.

I am overwhelmed with troubles(A)
    and my life draws near to death.(B)
I am counted among those who go down to the pit;(C)
    I am like one without strength.(D)

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Let my prayer come before thee: incline thine ear unto my cry;

For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.

I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength:

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