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When I lie down I say, ‘When shall I arise?’
    But the night is long,
    and I am full of tossing till the dawn.
My flesh is clothed with worms and dirt;
    my skin hardens, then breaks out afresh.
My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle,
    and come to their end without hope.

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When I lie down I think, ‘How long before I get up?’(A)
    The night drags on, and I toss and turn until dawn.(B)
My body is clothed with worms(C) and scabs,
    my skin is broken and festering.(D)

“My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle,(E)
    and they come to an end without hope.(F)

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