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

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Footnotes

  1. Job 7:4 Lit sated with