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21 Have pity on me, have pity on me, O you my friends,
    for the hand of God has touched me!(A)
22 Why do you, like God, pursue me,
    never satisfied with my flesh?(B)

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21 Pity me. Pity me. You’re my friends.
    God’s hand has truly struck me.
22 Why do you pursue me like God does,
    always hungry for my flesh?

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