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Don’t turn away from me
    in my time of distress.
Bend down to listen,
    and answer me quickly when I call to you.
For my days disappear like smoke,
    and my bones burn like red-hot coals.
My heart is sick, withered like grass,
    and I have lost my appetite.

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Do not hide your face(A) from me
    when I am in distress.
Turn your ear(B) to me;
    when I call, answer me quickly.

For my days vanish like smoke;(C)
    my bones(D) burn like glowing embers.
My heart is blighted and withered like grass;(E)
    I forget to eat my food.(F)

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