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14 They came upon me as a wide breach, with a crash they came;
    in the desolation they rolled themselves upon me.
15 Terrors are turned on me;
    they pursue my dignity like the wind,
    and my help passes away as a cloud.

16 “Now my soul is poured out within me;
    the days of affliction have taken hold of me.

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