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I am poor and needy - I am allicted and impoverished; and my heart is wounded - my very life is sinking through distress.
For I am poor and needy - I am helpless and dependent. I am in a condition where I need thy gracious interposition.
And my heart is wounded within me - I am as one that is prostrated by a weapon - as if my heart had been pierced. I have no courage, no strength. I am like one who lies wounded on a battlefield.