1 My spirit will be wasted, my days will be shortened, and only the grave will be left for me.
2 I have not sinned, yet my eye remains in bitterness.
3 Free me, O Lord, and set me beside you, and let the hand of anyone you wish fight against me.
4 You have set their heart far from discipline; therefore, they will not be praised.
5 He promises prey to his companions, but the eyes of his sons will grow faint.
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