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“I wish my suffering could be weighed
    and my misery put on scales.
My sadness would be heavier than the sand of the seas.
    No wonder my words seem careless.
The arrows of the Almighty are in me;
    my spirit drinks in their poison;
    God’s terrors are gathered 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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