When I (A)lie down, I say,
‘When shall I arise?’
But the night continues,
And I am continually tossing until dawn.
My (B)flesh is clothed with maggots and a crust of dirt,
My skin hardens and [a]oozes.
My days are (C)swifter than a weaver’s shuttle,
And they come to an end (D)without hope.

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Footnotes

  1. Job 7:5 Lit melts

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