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10 For my life gets weaker with sorrow, and my years with crying inside myself. My strength has left me because of my sin. And my bones waste away. 11 Because of all those who hate me, I have become a shame to my neighbors. Even my friends do not want to be with me. Those who see me on the street run from me. 12 I am forgotten like a dead man and they do not think about me. I am like a broken pot.

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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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  1. Psalm 31:10 Or guilt