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16 “Now my soul is poured out within me.
    Days of affliction have taken hold of me.
17 In the night season my bones are pierced in me,
    and the pains that gnaw me take no rest.
18 My garment is disfigured by great force.
    It binds me about as the collar of my tunic.
19 He has cast me into the mire.
    I have become like dust and ashes.

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16 Now my life is poured out before my eyes,
and days of suffering(A) have seized me.
17 Night pierces my bones,
but my gnawing pains never rest.(B)
18 My clothing is distorted with great force;
He chokes me by the neck of my garment.[a]
19 He throws me into the mud,
and I have become like dust and ashes.(C)

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Footnotes

  1. Job 30:18 Hb obscure