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When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path.
In the way wherein I walked have they privily laid a snare for me.
I looked on my right hand, and beheld,
but there was no man that would know me: refuge failed me;
no man cared for my soul.
I cried unto thee, O Lord: I said,
Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.

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