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Be gracious to me O Lord,
My eye is wasted from grief;
Let not my soul be ignored,
My body needs your relief.
 
Because I am in distress,
My life is spent with sorrow;
With my sighing I confess,
Wondered about tomorrow.
 
My strength fails because of sin,
As my bones wasting away;
I feel corrupted within,
Temptations making me stray.
 
For all my adversaries,
Having become a reproach;
They hired mercenaries,
Disciplined to be their coach.
 
Those who see me flee from me,
Forgotten as a dead man;
A broken vessel decree,
That they do not have a plan.
 
I hear terror whispering,
While they scheme together;
Desire with capturing,
As darkness is gathering.
 
But I trust You as my Lord,
Because I know You are God;
I remain in one accord,
Proceed to honor and laud.
 
For my times are in Your hand,
Please rescue me from my foe;
I abide what You command,
Please lead me where I should go.
 
Make Your face shine upon me,
Save me in Your steadfast love;
Open my eyes as to see,
For Your mercy sake thereof.
 
Let me not be put to shame,
Because I call upon You;
I continue to proclaim,
Speaking truth that I pursue.

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