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16 “Now my soul is poured out within me.
    Days of affliction have taken hold of me.
17 In the night season my bones are pierced in me,
    and the pains that gnaw me take no rest.
18 My garment is disfigured by great force.
    It binds me about as the collar of my tunic.
19 He has cast me into the mire.
    I have become like dust and ashes.

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16 “And now my soul is poured out within me;
    days of affliction have taken hold of me.(A)
17 The night racks my bones,
    and the pain that gnaws me takes no rest.
18 With violence he seizes my garment;[a]
    he grasps me by[b] the collar of my tunic.
19 He has cast me into the mire,
    and I have become like dust and ashes.(B)

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Footnotes

  1. 30.18 Gk: Heb my garment is disfigured
  2. 30.18 Heb like