‘God has made me a byword to everyone,
    a man in whose face people spit.
My eyes have grown dim with grief;
    my whole frame is but a shadow.
The upright are appalled at this;
    the innocent are aroused against the ungodly.

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“God has made me a byword(A) to everyone,(B)
    a man in whose face people spit.(C)
My eyes have grown dim with grief;(D)
    my whole frame is but a shadow.(E)
The upright are appalled at this;
    the innocent are aroused(F) against the ungodly.

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