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So I also have had empty months, and have numbered to myself wearisome nights.

If I lie down to sleep, I shall say: When shall arise? and again I shall look for the evening, and shall be filled with sorrows even till darkness.

My flesh is clothed with rottenness and the filth of dust, my skin is withered and drawn together.

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so I have been allotted months of futility,
    and nights of misery have been assigned to me.(A)
When I lie down I think, ‘How long before I get up?’(B)
    The night drags on, and I toss and turn until dawn.(C)
My body is clothed with worms(D) and scabs,
    my skin is broken and festering.(E)

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