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- O LORD, the God who saves me, day and night I cry out before you.
- May my prayer come before you; turn your ear to my cry.
- For my soul is full of trouble and my life draws near the grave.
- I am counted among those who go down to the pit; I am like a man without strength.
- I am set apart with the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more, who are cut off from your care.
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- You have put me in the lowest pit, in the darkest depths.
- Your wrath lies heavily upon me; you have overwhelmed me with all your waves. Selah
- You have taken from me my closest friends and have made me repulsive to them. I am confined and cannot escape;
- my eyes are dim with grief. I call to you, O LORD, every day; I spread out my hands to you.
- Do you show your wonders to the dead? Do those who are dead rise up and praise you? Selah
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