13 his archers[a] surround me.
He pierces my kidneys without mercy
and pours my bile on the ground.
14 He breaks through my defenses again and again;[b]
he charges at me like a warrior.(A)

15 I have sewn sackcloth over my skin;
I have buried my strength[c] in the dust.(B)

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Footnotes

  1. 16:13 Or arrows
  2. 16:14 Lit through me, breach on breach
  3. 16:15 Lit horn

13     his archers surround me.(A)
Without pity, he pierces(B) my kidneys
    and spills my gall on the ground.
14 Again and again(C) he bursts upon me;
    he rushes at me like a warrior.(D)

15 “I have sewed sackcloth(E) over my skin
    and buried my brow in the dust.(F)

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