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But when I looked for good, evil came to me; And when I waited for light, then came darkness.
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My heart is in turmoil and cannot rest; Days of affliction confront me.
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I go about mourning, but not in the sun; I stand up in the assembly and cry out for help.
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I am a brother of jackals, And a companion of ostriches.
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My skin grows black and falls from me; My bones burn with fever.
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My harp is turned to mourning, And my flute to the voice of those who weep.