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My eyes have grown dim with grief
    and all my limbs are like a shadow.
The upright are appalled at this;
    the innocent are stirred up against the ungodly.
But the righteous one holds to his way,
    and the one with clean hands grows 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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