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Don’t judge me, your servant.
    No one alive could be judged innocent by your standards.
My enemies are chasing me.
    They have crushed me into the dirt.
They are pushing me into the dark grave,
    like people who died long ago.
I am ready to give up.
    I am losing my courage.

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Do not bring your servant into judgment,
    for no one living is righteous(A) before you.
The enemy pursues me,
    he crushes me to the ground;
he makes me dwell in the darkness(B)
    like those long dead.(C)
So my spirit grows faint within me;
    my heart within me is dismayed.(D)

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