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For my flanks have been full of drought, And soundness is not in my flesh.

I have been feeble and smitten -- unto excess, I have roared from disquietude of heart.

Lord, before Thee [is] all my desire, And my sighing from Thee hath not been hid.

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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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