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18 Draw nigh unto my soul, be its redeemer; ransom me because of mine enemies.

19 *Thou* knowest my reproach, and my shame, and my dishonour: mine adversaries are all before thee.

20 Reproach hath broken my heart, and I am overwhelmed: and I looked for sympathy, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.

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