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14 I chattered like a swallow or a crane.
    I moaned like a dove.
    My eyes weaken looking upward.
    Lord, I am oppressed.
    Be my security.”
15 What will I say?
    He has both spoken to me, and himself has done it.
    I will walk carefully all my years because of the anguish of my soul.
16 Lord, men live by these things;
    and my spirit finds life in all of them:
    you restore me, and cause me to 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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