26 For you write down bitter things against me
    and make me reap the sins of my youth.(A)
27 You fasten my feet in shackles;(B)
    you keep close watch on all my paths(C)
    by putting marks on the soles of my feet.

28 “So man wastes away like something rotten,
    like a garment(D) eaten by moths.(E)

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26 For thou writest bitter things against me, and makest me to possess the iniquities of my youth.

27 Thou puttest my feet also in the stocks, and lookest narrowly unto all my paths; thou settest a print upon the heels of my feet.

28 And he, as a rotten thing, consumeth, as a garment that is moth eaten.

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26 at du skriver mig så bitter en Dom og lader mig arve min Ungdoms Skyld, 27 lægger mine Fødder i Blokken, vogter på alle mine Veje. indkredser mine Fødders Trin!

28 Og så er han dog som smuldrende Trøske, som Klæder, der ædes op af Møl,

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