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10 For my life is spent with sorrow, and my years with sighing; my strength faileth through mine iniquity, and my bones are wasted.

11 More than to all mine oppressors, I am become exceedingly a reproach, even to my neighbours, and a fear to mine acquaintance: they that see me without flee from me.

12 I am forgotten in [their] heart as a dead man; I am become like a broken vessel.

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10 My life is consumed by anguish(A)
    and my years by groaning;(B)
my strength fails(C) because of my affliction,[a](D)
    and my bones grow weak.(E)
11 Because of all my enemies,(F)
    I am the utter contempt(G) of my neighbors(H)
and an object of dread to my closest friends—
    those who see me on the street flee from me.
12 I am forgotten as though I were dead;(I)
    I have become like broken pottery.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 31:10 Or guilt