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I have become a stranger to my brothers, And an alien to my mother's children;
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Because zeal for Your house has eaten me up, And the reproaches of those who reproach You have fallen on me.
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When I wept and chastened my soul with fasting, That became my reproach.
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I also made sackcloth my garment; I became a byword to them.
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Those who sit in the gate speak against me, And I am the song of the drunkards.
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But as for me, my prayer is to You, O Lord, in the acceptable time; O God, in the multitude of Your mercy, Hear me in the truth of Your salvation.
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Deliver me out of the mire, And let me not sink; Let me be delivered from those who hate me, And out of the deep waters.
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Let not the floodwater overflow me, Nor let the deep swallow me up; And let not the pit shut its mouth on me.
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Hear me, O Lord, for Your lovingkindness is good; Turn to me according to the multitude of Your tender mercies.
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And do not hide Your face from Your servant, For I am in trouble; Hear me speedily.
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Draw near to my soul, and redeem it; Deliver me because of my enemies.
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You know my reproach, my shame, and my dishonor; My adversaries are all before You.
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Reproach has broken my heart, And I am full of heaviness; I looked for someone to take pity, but there was none; And for comforters, but I found none.
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They also gave me gall for my food, And for my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.
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Let their table become a snare before them, And their well-being a trap.
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Let their eyes be darkened, so that they do not see; And make their loins shake continually.
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Pour out Your indignation upon them, And let Your wrathful anger take hold of them.
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Let their dwelling place be desolate; Let no one live in their tents.
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For they persecute the ones You have struck, And talk of the grief of those You have wounded.
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Add iniquity to their iniquity, And let them not come into Your righteousness.
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Let them be blotted out of the book of the living, And not be written with the righteous.