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Ani auni vevyone. Hashem yashav li. Ezrati, umafalti, atau. As for me, I am poor and destitute. Hashem my God will think about me. My help, my rescuer, you are. My word is like a hammer like a shattering rock, crack through your heart and take the evil apart From the end of the earth unto you I call, time and again I fall, back to you I crawl You have been a refuge for me, a tower of strength in the face of the enemy Enemy, enemy lines I find I let myself get tied up too many times You can't have my heart I'm taking back what's mine I know it lie just smoke in your eye and you saved my soul from the other side