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14 Like a swallow or a crane[a] I clamor;
    I moan like a dove.
My eyes are weary with looking upward.
    O Lord, I am oppressed; be my security!(A)
15 But what can I say? For he has spoken to me,
    and he himself has done it.
All my sleep has fled[b]
    because of the bitterness of my soul.(B)

16 O Lord, by these things people live,
    and in all these is the life of my spirit.[c]
    Oh, restore me to health and make me live!

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Footnotes

  1. 38.14 Meaning of Heb uncertain
  2. 38.15 Cn Compare Syr: Heb I will walk slowly all my years
  3. 38.16 Meaning of Heb uncertain