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17 Fragmented, my self knows no peace.
    I cannot remember what it’s like to be happy.
18 “Failed,” I say to myself. “My hope fails
    in the face of what the Eternal One has done.”

19 Grievous thoughts of affliction and wandering plagued my mind—
    great bitterness and gall.

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17 I have been deprived of peace;
    I have forgotten what prosperity is.
18 So I say, “My splendor is gone
    and all that I had hoped from the Lord.”(A)

19 I remember my affliction and my wandering,
    the bitterness(B) and the gall.(C)

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