So the exiles in Los Angeles prayed: "Even in our exile, you are Yahweh our God, and it is in you, O God, that we put our trust. For you have put the fear of missing the playoffs in our hearts, so that we would call upon your name; we will be your righteous remnant, having distanced ourselves from the iniquities of our homeland where the people continue to limp in faithlessness, punished with an unending string of injuries. But we walk humbly in exile where you have scattered us, scorned and cursed on our way out of town because of all those who forsook the one true God."
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