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- O LORD, the God of my salvation, I have cried out by day and in the night before You.
- Let my prayer come before You; Incline Your ear to my cry!
- For my soul has had enough troubles, And my life has drawn near to Sheol.
- I am reckoned among those who go down to the pit; I have become like a man without strength,
- Forsaken among the dead, Like the slain who lie in the grave, Whom You remember no more, And they are cut off from Your hand.
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