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13 and his archers surrounded me.
He slashes open my kidneys without mercy
and spills my blood[a] on the ground.
14 He inflicts wound after wound on me.
He lunges at me like a warrior.

15 “I have sewn sackcloth over my skin,
and I have thrown my strength in the dust.

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Footnotes

  1. 16:13 Or “bile.”

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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