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17 I can count all my bones; [the evildoers] gaze at me.(A)

18 They part my clothing among them and cast lots for my raiment (a long, shirtlike garment, a seamless undertunic). (B))

19 But be not far from me, O Lord; O my Help, hasten to aid me!

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17 All my bones are on display;
    people stare(A) and gloat over me.(B)
18 They divide my clothes among them
    and cast lots(C) for my garment.(D)

19 But you, Lord, do not be far from me.(E)
    You are my strength;(F) come quickly(G) to help me.(H)

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