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I am your servant; give me understanding, so that I may know your decrees.

I am small and despised, yet I do not forget your precepts.

Woe is me, that I am an alien in Meshech, that I must live among the tents of Kedar.

I am for peace; but when I speak, they are for war.

I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; that I know very well.

I try to count them—they are more than the sand; I come to the end—I am still with you.

Give heed to my cry, for I am brought very low. Save me from my persecutors, for they are too strong for me.

In your steadfast love cut off my enemies, and destroy all my adversaries, for I am your servant.

Now I am at the point of utter ruin in the public assembly."

Who can say, "I have made my heart clean; I am pure from my sin"?

so is one who deceives a neighbor and says, "I am only joking!"

The words of Agur son of Jakeh. An oracle. Thus says the man: I am weary, O God, I am weary, O God. How can I prevail?

Surely I am too stupid to be human; I do not have human understanding.

the case of solitary individuals, without sons or brothers; yet there is no end to all their toil, and their eyes are never satisfied with riches. "For whom am I toiling," they ask, "and depriving myself of pleasure?" This also is vanity and an unhappy business.

I am black and beautiful, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.

Do not gaze at me because I am dark, because the sun has gazed on me. My mother's sons were angry with me; they made me keeper of the vineyards, but my own vineyard I have not kept!

I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys.

Sustain me with raisins, refresh me with apples; for I am faint with love.

My beloved is mine and I am his; he pastures his flock among the lilies.

I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, tell him this: I am faint with love.