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For the dead do not remember you.
    Who can praise you from the grave?[a]

I am worn out from sobbing.
    All night I flood my bed with weeping,
    drenching it with my tears.
My vision is blurred by grief;
    my eyes are worn out because of all my enemies.

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  1. 6:5 Hebrew from Sheol?

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