13     his archers surround me.(A)
Without pity, he pierces(B) my kidneys
    and spills my gall on the ground.
14 Again and again(C) he bursts upon me;
    he rushes at me like a warrior.(D)

15 “I have sewed sackcloth(E) over my skin
    and buried my brow in the dust.(F)

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13     his (A)archers surround me.
He slashes open my kidneys (B)and does not spare;
    he (C)pours out my gall on the ground.
14 He breaks me with (D)breach upon breach;
    he (E)runs upon me like a warrior.
15 I have sewed (F)sackcloth upon my skin
    and have laid (G)my strength (H)in the dust.

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