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11 I said, “Never again will I see the Lord God
    while still in the land of the living.
Never again will I see my friends
    or be with those who live in this world.
12 My life has been blown away
    like a shepherd’s tent in a storm.
It has been cut short,
    as when a weaver cuts cloth from a loom.
    Suddenly, my life was over.
13 I waited patiently all night,
    but I was torn apart as though by lions.
    Suddenly, my life was over.

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11 I said, “I will not again see the Lord himself(A)
    in the land of the living;(B)
no longer will I look on my fellow man,
    or be with those who now dwell in this world.
12 Like a shepherd’s tent(C) my house
    has been pulled down(D) and taken from me.
Like a weaver I have rolled(E) up my life,
    and he has cut me off from the loom;(F)
    day and night(G) you made an end of me.
13 I waited patiently(H) till dawn,
    but like a lion he broke(I) all my bones;(J)
    day and night(K) you made an end of me.

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