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For my days are consumed like smoke, And my bones are burned like a hearth.
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My heart is stricken and withered like grass, So that I forget to eat my bread.
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Because of the sound of my groaning My bones cling to my skin.
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I am like a pelican of the wilderness; I am like an owl of the desert.
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I lie awake, And am like a sparrow alone on the housetop.
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My enemies reproach me all day long, Those who deride me swear an oath against me.
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For I have eaten ashes like bread, And mingled my drink with weeping,
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Because of Your indignation and Your wrath; For You have lifted me up and cast me away.
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My days are like a shadow that lengthens, And I wither away like grass.
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But You, O Lord, shall endure forever, And the remembrance of Your name to all generations.
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You will arise and have mercy on Zion; For the time to favor her, Yes, the set time, has come.