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30 My skin is become black [and falleth] off me, and my bones are parched with heat.

31 My harp also is [turned] to mourning, and my pipe into the voice of weepers.

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30 My skin grows black(A) and peels;(B)
    my body burns with fever.(C)
31 My lyre is tuned to mourning,(D)
    and my pipe(E) to the sound of wailing.

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