9 But thou art he that took me out of the womb; Thou didst make me trust 'when I was' upon my mother's breasts.
10 I was cast upon thee from the womb; Thou art my God since my mother bare me.
11 Be not far from me; for trouble is near; For there is none to help.
12 Many bulls have compassed me; Strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round.
13 They gape upon me with their mouth, 'As' a ravening and a roaring lion.
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