U nto You do I cry, O Lord my Rock, be not deaf and silent to me, lest, if You be silent to me, I become like those going down to the pit.
A ti clamaré, oh Jehová. Roca mía, no te desentiendas de mí, Para que no sea yo, dejándome tú, Semejante a los que descienden al sepulcro.
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