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15 I am overcome with terror;
    my dignity is gone like a puff of wind,
    and my prosperity like a cloud.

16 Now I am about to die;
    there is no relief for my suffering.
17 At night my bones all ache;
    the pain that gnaws me never stops.

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15 Terrors(A) overwhelm me;(B)
    my dignity is driven away as by the wind,
    my safety vanishes like a cloud.(C)

16 “And now my life ebbs away;(D)
    days of suffering grip me.(E)
17 Night pierces my bones;
    my gnawing pains never rest.(F)

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