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)
11 We all growl like bearsand moan like doves.(A)We hope for justice, but there is none;for salvation, but it is far from us.
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