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You have made my friends turn
    in horror from me.
I am a prisoner
    who cannot escape,
and I am almost blind
    because of my sorrow.

Each day I lift my hands
    in prayer to you, Lord.
10 Do you work miracles
    for the dead?
Do they stand up
    and praise you?

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You have taken from me my closest friends(A)
    and have made me repulsive to them.
I am confined(B) and cannot escape;(C)
    my eyes(D) are dim with grief.

I call(E) to you, Lord, every day;
    I spread out my hands(F) to you.
10 Do you show your wonders to the dead?
    Do their spirits rise up and praise you?(G)

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Thou hast put away mine acquaintance far from me; thou hast made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.

Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction: Lord, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands unto thee.

10 Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead? shall the dead arise and praise thee? Selah.

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