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12 When I do good to them, they do evil to me,
    bringing misery to my soul.
13 When they were sick,
    I mourned for them and wore sackcloth;
I chose to humble myself by fasting.
    But my prayers came back unanswered.
14 So I mourned more deeply as if I grieved for my brother or friend;
    I went around bowed down by sorrow, dressed in black,
    as if I were weeping for my mother.

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