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11 My life is consumed with sorrow
    and my years with sighing.
My strength ebbs because of my misery,
    and my bones are wasting away.
12 I am an object of scorn
    to all my enemies,
a loathsome sight to my neighbors,
    and an object of dread to my friends.
When people catch sight of me outside,
    they quickly turn away.
13 I have passed out of their minds
    like someone who has died;
    I have become like a broken vessel.[a]

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  1. Psalm 31:13 Like a broken vessel: a customary comparison for something that has been rendered useless (see Isa 30:14; Jer 19:11; 22:28).