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

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