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14 
“Like a swallow, like a crane, so I chirp;
I coo like a dove.
My eyes look wistfully upward;
O Lord, I am oppressed, take my side and be my security.

15 
“What shall I say?
For He has spoken to me, and He Himself has done it;
I will wander aimlessly all my years because of the bitterness of my soul.
16 
“O Lord, by these things men live,
And in all these is the life of my spirit;
Restore me to health and let me live!

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14 I cried like a swift or thrush,
    I moaned like a mourning dove.(A)
My eyes grew weak(B) as I looked to the heavens.
    I am being threatened; Lord, come to my aid!”(C)

15 But what can I say?(D)
    He has spoken to me, and he himself has done this.(E)
I will walk humbly(F) all my years
    because of this anguish of my soul.(G)
16 Lord, by such things people live;
    and my spirit finds life in them too.
You restored me to health
    and let me live.(H)

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