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My eye has grown dim from grief,
    and all my members are like a shadow.
The upright are appalled at this,
    and the innocent stir themselves up against the godless.
Yet the righteous hold to their way,
    and they that have clean hands grow stronger and stronger.

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My eyes have grown dim with grief;(A)
    my whole frame is but a shadow.(B)
The upright are appalled at this;
    the innocent are aroused(C) against the ungodly.
Nevertheless, the righteous(D) will hold to their ways,
    and those with clean hands(E) will grow stronger.(F)

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