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12 They reward me evil for good, [to] the bereavement of my soul.

13 But as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth; I chastened my soul with fasting, and my prayer returned into mine own bosom:

14 I behaved myself as though [he had been] a friend, a brother to me; I bowed down in sadness, as one that mourneth [for] a mother.

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12 They repay me evil for good(A)
    and leave me like one bereaved.
13 Yet when they were ill, I put on sackcloth(B)
    and humbled myself with fasting.(C)
When my prayers returned to me unanswered,
14     I went about mourning(D)
    as though for my friend or brother.
I bowed my head in grief
    as though weeping for my mother.

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