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15 (A)Terrors are turned upon me;
    my honour is pursued as by the wind,
    and my prosperity has passed away like (B)a cloud.
16 “And now my soul is (C)poured out within me;
    days of affliction have taken hold of me.
17 (D)The night (E)racks my bones,
    and the pain that (F)gnaws me takes no rest.

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