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14 As through a wide (A)breach they come;
    amid the crash they roll on.
15 (B)Terrors are turned upon me;
    my honour is pursued as by the wind,
    and my prosperity has passed away like (C)a cloud.
16 “And now my soul is (D)poured out within me;
    days of affliction have taken hold of me.

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