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13 His arrows come from all around me.
    They go deep into my body
    and my blood pours out on the ground.
But God still does not feel sorry for me.
14 He attacks me again and again.
    He rushes to attack me like a strong fighter.
15 I have used sackcloth to make my clothes.[a]
I am no longer proud of my strength,
    and I sit in the dust.

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  1. 16:15 Sackcloth was not comfortable to wear. People wore sackcloth to show that they were very sad and upset.