13 I thought until the morning:
He will break all my bones like a lion.
By nightfall you make an end of me.
14 I chirp like a swallow or a crane;
I moan like a dove.(A)
My eyes grow weak looking upward.
Lord, I am oppressed; support me.(B)

15 What can I say?
He has spoken to me,
and he himself has done it.
I walk along slowly all my years(C)
because of the bitterness of my soul.(D)

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13 I waited patiently(A) till dawn,
    but like a lion he broke(B) all my bones;(C)
    day and night(D) you made an end of me.
14 I cried like a swift or thrush,
    I moaned like a mourning dove.(E)
My eyes grew weak(F) as I looked to the heavens.
    I am being threatened; Lord, come to my aid!”(G)

15 But what can I say?(H)
    He has spoken to me, and he himself has done this.(I)
I will walk humbly(J) all my years
    because of this anguish of my soul.(K)

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