T hey have heard how I cry in sorrow. There is no one to comfort me. All those who hate me have heard of my trouble. They are glad for what You did. Bring the day that You have told us about, and let them become like me.
Man hört's wohl, daß ich seufze, und habe doch keinen Tröster; alle meine Feinde hören mein Unglück und freuen sich; das machst du. So laß doch den Tag kommen, den du ausrufest, daß es ihnen gehen soll wie mir.
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