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16 “And now my soul is poured out within me;
    days of affliction have taken hold of me.(A)
17 The night racks my bones,
    and the pain that gnaws me takes no rest.
18 With violence he seizes my garment;[a]
    he grasps me by[b] the collar of my tunic.
19 He has cast me into the mire,
    and I have become like dust and ashes.(B)

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  1. 30.18 Gk: Heb my garment is disfigured
  2. 30.18 Heb like

Job Accuses God of Mistreating Him

16 “Now, my soul pours itself out;
    the time of my affliction has taken control of me.
17 The night racks my bones;
    and the pain that gnaws on me will not rest.
18 My clothes are disheveled by his forceful treatment of me;[a]
    he restricts my movement like the collar of my cloak.

19 “He tossed me into the mire;
    I’ve become like dust and ashes.

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  1. Job 30:18 The Heb. lacks of me