17 (A)The night (B)racks my bones,
    and the pain that (C)gnaws me takes no rest.
18 With great force my garment is (D)disfigured;
    it binds me about like the collar of my tunic.
19 God[a] has cast me into the mire,
    and I have become like (E)dust and ashes.

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  1. Job 30:19 Hebrew He

17 Night pierces my bones;
    my gnawing pains never rest.(A)
18 In his great power(B) God becomes like clothing to me[a];
    he binds me like the neck of my garment.
19 He throws me into the mud,(C)
    and I am reduced to dust and ashes.(D)

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  1. Job 30:18 Hebrew; Septuagint power he grasps my clothing