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11 God hands me over to ruffians
And tosses me into the hands of the wicked.
12 I was at ease, but (A)He shattered me,
And He has grasped me by the neck and shaken me to pieces;
He has also set me up as His (B)target.
13 His (C)arrows surround me.
Without mercy He splits my kidneys open;
He pours out (D)my gall on the ground.

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