14 (A)Like a swallow, like a crane, so I twitter;
I (B)moan like a dove;
My (C)eyes look wistfully to the heights;
Lord, I am oppressed, be my (D)security.

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11 All of us growl like bears,
And (A)moan sadly like doves;
We hope for (B)justice, but there is none;
For salvation, but it is far from us.

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