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I am weary with my groaning;
Every night I soak my bed with tears,
I drench my couch with my weeping.

My eye grows dim with grief;
It grows old because of all my enemies.


Depart from me, all you who do evil,
For the Lord has heard the voice of my weeping.(A)

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I am worn out(A) from my groaning.(B)

All night long I flood my bed with weeping(C)
    and drench my couch with tears.(D)
My eyes grow weak(E) with sorrow;
    they fail because of all my foes.

Away from me,(F) all you who do evil,(G)
    for the Lord has heard my weeping.

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