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Forget not our affliction.
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A reading from Psalms 44:22
Yea, for thy sake are we killed all the day long; we are counted as sheep for the slaughter.
— Psalms 44:22 (en_kjv)
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We are counted as sheep.
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That sounds like a very sad way to feel about being a sheep, but I think even little sheep are loved and kept safe by someone kind.