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12 The God who pays back murderers remembers.
    He doesn’t forget the cries of those who are hurting.

13 Lord, see how badly my enemies treat me!
    Help me! Don’t let me go down to the gates of death!
14 Then I can give praise to you
    at the gates of the city of Zion.
There I will be full of joy
    because you have saved me.

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12 When he maketh inquisition for blood, he remembereth them: he forgetteth not the cry of the humble.

13 Have mercy upon me, O Lord; consider my trouble which I suffer of them that hate me, thou that liftest me up from the gates of death:

14 That I may shew forth all thy praise in the gates of the daughter of Zion: I will rejoice in thy salvation.

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