29 (A)I am a brother of jackals,
And a companion of ostriches.
30 (B)My skin grows black and falls from me;
(C)My bones burn with fever.
31 My harp is turned to mourning,
And my flute to the voice of those who weep.

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29 I have become a brother of jackals,(A)
    a companion of owls.(B)
30 My skin grows black(C) and peels;(D)
    my body burns with fever.(E)
31 My lyre is tuned to mourning,(F)
    and my pipe(G) to the sound of wailing.

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