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\c 10
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\q
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\v 1 I am weary of my life;
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\q I will give free expression to my complaint;
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\q I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
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\q
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\v 2 I will say to God, 'Do not merely condemn me;
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\q show me why you accuse me.
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\q
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\v 3 Is it good to you that you should oppress me,
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\q to despise the work of your hands
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\q while you smile on the plans of the wicked?
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\q
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\v 4 Do you have eyes of flesh?
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\q Do you see like a man sees?
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\q
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\v 5 Are your days like the days of mankind
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\q or your years like the years of people,
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\q
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\v 6 that you inquire after my iniquity
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\q and search after my sin,
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\q
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\v 7 although you know I am not guilty
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\q and there is no one who can rescue me from your hand?
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\q
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\v 8 Your hands have framed and fashioned me
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\q together round about, yet you are destroying me.
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\q
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\v 9 Call to mind, I beg you, that you have fashioned me like clay;
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\q will you bring me into dust again?
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\q
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\v 10 Have you not poured me out like milk
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\q and curdled me like cheese?
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\q
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\v 11 You have clothed me with skin and flesh
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\q and knit me together with bones and sinews.
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\q
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\v 12 You have granted me life and covenant faithfulness;
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\q your help has guarded my spirit.
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\q
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\v 13 Yet these things you hid in your heart—
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\q I know that this is what you were thinking:
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\v 14 that if I sinned, you would notice it;
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\q you would not acquit me of my iniquity.
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\q
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\v 15 If I am wicked, woe to me;
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\q even if I were righteous, I could not lift up my head,
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\q since I am filled with disgrace
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\q and am looking at my own suffering.
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\q
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\v 16 If my head lifts itself, you hunt me down like a lion;
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\q once again you show yourself powerful to me.
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\q
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\v 17 You bring new witnesses against me
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\q and increase your anger against me;
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\q you attack me with fresh armies.
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\v 18 Why, then, have you brought me out of the womb?
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\q I wish I had given up my spirit and that no eye had ever seen me.
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\q
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\v 19 I would have been as though I had never existed;
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\q I would have been carried from the womb to the grave.
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\q
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\v 20 Are not my days only a few? Stop then,
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\q let me alone, so that I may have a little rest
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\q
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\v 21 before I go from where I will not return,
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\q to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death,
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\q
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\v 22 the land that is as dark as midnight,
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\q the land of the shadow of death, without any order,
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\q where the light is like midnight.'"
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