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“Oh, that my grief were fully weighed,
    and my calamity laid with it on the scales!
For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea;
    therefore my words are stuck in my throat.
For the arrows of the Almighty are within me;
    my spirit drinks in their poison;
    the terrors of God are arrayed against me.

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“If only my anguish could be weighed
    and all my misery be placed on the scales!(A)
It would surely outweigh the sand(B) of the seas—
    no wonder my words have been impetuous.(C)
The arrows(D) of the Almighty(E) are in me,(F)
    my spirit drinks(G) in their poison;(H)
    God’s terrors(I) are marshaled against me.(J)

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