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14 I behaved myself as though it had been my friend or my brother.
    I bowed down mourning, as one who mourns his mother.
15 But in my adversity, they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together.
    The attackers gathered themselves together against me, and I didn’t know it.
    They tore at me, and didn’t cease.
16 Like the profane mockers in feasts,
    they gnashed their teeth at me.

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