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My eye wastes away because of grief.
    It grows old because of all my adversaries.
Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity,
    for Yahweh has heard the voice of my weeping.
Yahweh has heard my supplication.
    Yahweh accepts my prayer.

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My eyes grow weak(A) with sorrow;
    they fail because of all my foes.

Away from me,(B) all you who do evil,(C)
    for the Lord has heard my weeping.
The Lord has heard my cry for mercy;(D)
    the Lord accepts my prayer.

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