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I am weary from calling for help; my throat is hoarse and parched. My eyes have grown dim looking for my God. (Psalms 69, 4)
More than the hairs of my head are those who hate me for no reason; mighty are those who attack me, many are my enemies without cause. What I did not steal I am forced to restore. (Psalms 69, 5)
Zeal for your house consumes me as fire and those who insult you insult me as well. (Psalms 69, 10)
I have become the talk of those who sit at the gates, the topic of the drunkards' songs. (Psalms 69, 13)
Rescue me, lest I sink in the mire; deliver me from the storm and the deep waters. (Psalms 69, 15)
Hide not your face from your servant; answer me at once for I am in distress. (Psalms 69, 18)
Come and rescue me; set me free from my enemies. (Psalms 69, 19)
You know the disgrace I suffer, and you know my oppressors and my humiliations. (Psalms 69, 20)
Dishonor has driven me to despair; I looked for sympathy and there was none, for comforters and there was no one. (Psalms 69, 21)
May snares be set for them in their banquets and traps in their sacred feasts. (Psalms 69, 23)
May their eyes grow dim, so that they will not see; may their loins be stricken with palsy. (Psalms 69, 24)
Make their camp desolate; may no one dwell in their tents, (Psalms 69, 26)