Psalm 31
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Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am in distress;
my eye wastes away from grief,
my soul and body also.
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For my life is spent with sorrow,
and my years with sighing;
my strength fails because of my misery,
and my bones waste away.
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I am the scorn of all my adversaries,
a horror to my neighbors,
an object of dread to my acquaintances;
those who see me in the street flee from me.
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I have passed out of mind like one who is dead;
I have become like a broken vessel.
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For I hear the whispering of many—
terror all around!—
as they scheme together against me,
as they plot to take my life.
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But I trust in you, O Lord;
I say, “You are my God.”
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My times are in your hand;
deliver me from the hand of my enemies and persecutors.
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Let your face shine upon your servant;
save me in your steadfast love.
