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“Oh, that I might have my request,
    and that God would grant me the thing that I long for!
That it would please God to crush me,
    that He would let loose His hand and cut me off!
10 Then I would still have comfort;
    I would revel in pain; it will not subside,
    for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.

11 “What strength do I have, that I should hope?
    And what is my end, that I should prolong my life?
12 Is my strength the strength of stones?
    Or is my flesh made of brass?
13 Is there no help within me?
    And is success banished from me?

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