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13 For requiring their blood he hath remembered the: he hath not forgotten the cry of the poor.

14 Have mercy on me, O Lord: see my humiliation which I suffer from my enemies.

15 Thou that liftest me up from the gates of death, that I may declare all thy praises in the gates of the daughter of Sion.

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13 Lord, see how my enemies(A) persecute me!
    Have mercy(B) and lift me up from the gates of death,(C)
14 that I may declare your praises(D)
    in the gates of Daughter Zion,(E)
    and there rejoice in your salvation.(F)

15 The nations have fallen into the pit they have dug;(G)
    their feet are caught in the net they have hidden.(H)

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