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22 You throw me into the whirlwind and dissolve me in the storm. 23 And I know that your purpose for me is death. 24 I expected my fall to be broken, just as one who falls stretches out his hand or cries for help in his calamity.

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22 You snatch me up and drive me before the wind;(A)
    you toss me about in the storm.(B)
23 I know you will bring me down to death,(C)
    to the place appointed for all the living.(D)

24 “Surely no one lays a hand on a broken man(E)
    when he cries for help in his distress.(F)

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