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"And now I have become their 1song; I am 2a byword to them.
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They 3abhor me; they keep aloof from me; they do not hesitate to 4spit at the sight of me.
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Because God has loosed my cord and humbled me, they have cast off restraint in my presence.
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On my 5right hand the rabble rise; they push away my feet; they 6cast up against me their ways of destruction.
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They break up my path; they promote my 7calamity; they need no one to help them.
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As through a wide 8breach they come; amid the crash they roll on.
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9Terrors are turned upon me; my honor is pursued as by the wind, and my prosperity has passed away like 10a cloud.
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"And now my soul is 11poured out within me; days of affliction have taken hold of me.
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12The night 13racks my bones, and the pain that 14gnaws me takes no rest.
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With great force my garment is 15disfigured; it binds me about like the collar of my tunic.
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God has cast me into the mire, and I have become like 16dust and ashes.