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The yoke of my transgressions is bound by his hand: they are wreathed, and come up upon my neck: he hath made my strength to fall, the Lord hath delivered me into their hands, from whom I am not able to rise up.

The lips of those that rose up against me, and their device against me all the day.

When they sit and when they rise, look,
I am mocked by their songs.