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Fever has my back in flames,
    and I hurt everywhere.
I am worn out and weak,
    moaning and in distress.

You, Lord, know every one
    of my deepest desires,
and my noisy groans
    are no secret to you.

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My back is filled with searing pain;(A)
    there is no health(B) in my body.
I am feeble and utterly crushed;(C)
    I groan(D) in anguish of heart.(E)

All my longings(F) lie open before you, Lord;
    my sighing(G) is not hidden from you.

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