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4 Look on my right hand, and see, for there is no man who knows me. Refuge has failed me. No man cares for my soul.
5 I cried to thee, O LORD. I said, Thou are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.
6 Attend to my cry, for I am brought very low. Deliver me from my persecutors, for they are stronger than I.