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For my iniquities have gone over my head;
    they weigh like a burden too heavy for me.(A)

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More in number than the hairs of my head
    are those who hate me without cause;
many are those who would destroy me,
    my enemies who accuse me falsely.
What I did not steal,
    must I now restore?(A)

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26 My flesh and my heart may fail,
    but God is the strength[a] of my heart and my portion forever.(A)

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  1. 73.26 Heb rock

The snares of death encompassed me;
    the pangs of Sheol laid hold on me;
    I suffered distress and anguish.(A)

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