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15 Terrors are turned upon me; my honor and reputation they chase away like the wind, and my welfare has passed away as a cloud.

16 And now my life is poured out within me; the days of affliction have gripped me.

17 My bones are pierced [with aching] in the night season, and the pains that gnaw me take no rest.

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