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13     I cry out for help until the dawn.
All my bones are crushed, as if by a lion;
    day and night I suffer in torment.
14 “Like a swallow I twitter;
    I moan like a dove.
My eyes have grown dim looking up to heaven;
    Lord, come to my aid in my suffering.
15 Yet how can I complain? What should I say?
    He himself has done this.
I will wander aimlessly for the rest of my years
    because of the bitterness of my soul.

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13 I waited patiently(A) till dawn,
    but like a lion he broke(B) all my bones;(C)
    day and night(D) you made an end of me.
14 I cried like a swift or thrush,
    I moaned like a mourning dove.(E)
My eyes grew weak(F) as I looked to the heavens.
    I am being threatened; Lord, come to my aid!”(G)

15 But what can I say?(H)
    He has spoken to me, and he himself has done this.(I)
I will walk humbly(J) all my years
    because of this anguish of my soul.(K)

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