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- Listen to my prayer, O God, do not ignore my plea;
- hear me and answer me. My thoughts trouble me and I am distraught
- at the voice of the enemy, at the stares of the wicked; for they bring down suffering upon me and revile me in their anger.
- My heart is in anguish within me; the terrors of death assail me.
- Fear and trembling have beset me; horror has overwhelmed me.
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- I said, "Oh, that I had the wings of a dove! I would fly away and be at rest-
- I would flee far away and stay in the desert; Selah
- I would hurry to my place of shelter, far from the tempest and storm."
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