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For I am poor and needy. My heart is wounded within me.

I fade away like an evening shadow. I am shaken off as the arbeh.

LORD, truly I am your servant. I am your servant, the son of your handmaid. You have freed me from my chains.

I am a stranger on the eretz. Don't hide your mitzvot from me.

I am a friend of all those who fear you, Of those who observe your precepts.

I am yours. Save me, For I have sought your precepts.

I am afflicted very much. Revive me, LORD, according to your word.

My flesh trembles for fear of you. I am afraid of your judgments.

I am your servant. Give me understanding, That I may know your testimonies.

I am small and despised. I don't forget your precepts.

I am for shalom, But when I speak, they are for war.

I will give thanks to you, For I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Your works are wonderful. My soul knows that very well.

If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand. When I wake up, I am still with you.

LORD, don't I hate those who hate you? Am I not grieved with those who rise up against you?

Listen to my cry, For I am in desperate need. Deliver me from my persecutors, For they are stronger than me.

In your lovingkindness, cut off my enemies, And destroy all those who afflict my soul, For I am your servant.

Who can say, "I have made my heart pure. I am clean and without sin?"

Is the man who deceives his neighbor and says, "Am I not joking?"

"Surely I am the most ignorant man, And don't have a man's understanding.

I am dark, but lovely, You daughters of Yerushalayim, Like Kedar's tents, Like Shlomo's curtains.