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My heart (A)has been stricken like [a]grass and it has (B)dried up,
Indeed, I (C)forget to eat my bread.
Because of the sound of my groaning
My (D)bones [b]cling to my flesh.
I resemble a (E)pelican of the wilderness;
I have become like an owl of the waste places.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 102:4 Lit vegetation
  2. Psalm 102:5 Lit have cleaved