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17 Everyone can see all my bones right through my skin.
    People stare at me. They laugh when I suffer.
18 They divide up my clothes among them.
    They cast lots for what I am wearing.

19 Lord, don’t be so far away from me.
    You give me strength. Come quickly to help 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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