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13     He shoots his arrows at me from all sides.
Without pity, he stabs me in the kidneys.
    He spills my insides on the ground.
14 He smashes through me as if I were a wall.
    He rushes at me like a fighting man.

15 “I’ve sewed rough clothing over my skin.
    All I can do is sit here in the dust.

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