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Your wrath lies heavy upon me;
    all your waves crash over me.(A)
Selah

II

Because of you my acquaintances shun me;
    you make me loathsome to them;(B)
Caged in, I cannot escape;
10     my eyes grow dim from trouble.

All day I call on you, Lord;
    I stretch out my hands to 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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