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15 Terrors are turned on me;
    they pursue my dignity like the wind,
    and my help passes away as a cloud.

16 “Now my soul is poured out within me;
    the days of affliction have taken hold of me.
17 My bones are pierced in me at night,
    and my sinews have no rest.

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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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