49 Mine eye is poured out, And doth not cease without intermission,
50 Till Jehovah looketh and seeth from the heavens,
51 My eye affecteth my soul, Because of all the daughters of my city.
52 Hunted me sore as a bird have my enemies without cause.
53 They have cut off in a pit my life, And they cast a stone against me.
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