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27 My heart is in turmoil, and is never still;
    days of affliction come to meet me.
28 I go about blackened, but not by the sun;
    I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
29 I am a brother of jackals,
    and a companion of ostriches.
30 My skin turns black and falls from me,
    and my bones burn with heat.
31 My lyre is turned to mourning,
    and my pipe to the voice of those who weep.

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27 My heart is troubled, and resteth not;
Days of affliction are come upon me.
28 I go [a]mourning without the sun:
I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
29 I am a brother to jackals,
And a companion to ostriches.
30 My skin is black, and falleth from me,
And my bones are burned with heat.
31 Therefore is my harp turned to mourning,
And my pipe into the voice of them that weep.

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Notas al pie

  1. Job 30:28 Or, blackened, but not by the sun