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When I lie down to sleep, the hours drag;
    I toss all night and long for dawn.
My body is full of worms;
    it is covered with scabs;
    pus runs out of my sores.
My days pass by without hope,
    pass faster than a weaver's shuttle.[a]

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  1. Job 7:6 A small device in the loom which carries threads back and forth rapidly in weaving cloth.

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