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12 Everything is confused—
    night is day, and evening comes when it should be dawn.

13 “I might hope for the grave to be my new home.
    I might hope to make my bed in the dark grave.
14 I might say to the grave, ‘You are my father,’
    and to the worms, ‘my mother’ or ‘my sister.’

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12 turn night into day;(A)
    in the face of the darkness light is near.(B)
13 If the only home I hope for is the grave,(C)
    if I spread out my bed(D) in the realm of darkness,(E)
14 if I say to corruption,(F) ‘You are my father,’
    and to the worm,(G) ‘My mother’ or ‘My sister,’

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