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15 I have sewed sackcloth on my skin,
    and have thrust my horn in the dust.
16 My face is red with weeping.
    Deep darkness is on my eyelids,
17 although there is no violence in my hands,
    and my prayer is pure.

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15 I have sewed (A)sackcloth upon my skin
    and have laid (B)my strength (C)in the dust.
16 My face is red with weeping,
    and on my eyelids is (D)deep darkness,
17 although there is no (E)violence in my hands,
    and my prayer is pure.

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