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20 Look, O Lord, at the anguish I suffer!
    My stomach churns,
And my heart recoils within me:
    How bitter I am!
Outside the sword bereaves—
    indoors, there is death.(A)

21 Hear how I am groaning;
    there is no one to comfort me.
All my enemies hear of my misery and rejoice
    over what you have done.
Bring on the day you proclaimed,
    and let them become like me!

22 Let all their evil come before you
    and deal with them
As you have so ruthlessly dealt with me
    for all my rebellions.
My groans are many,
    my heart is sick.”(B)

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20 “See, Lord, how distressed(A) I am!
    I am in torment(B) within,
and in my heart I am disturbed,(C)
    for I have been most rebellious.(D)
Outside, the sword bereaves;
    inside, there is only death.(E)

21 “People have heard my groaning,(F)
    but there is no one to comfort me.(G)
All my enemies have heard of my distress;
    they rejoice(H) at what you have done.
May you bring the day(I) you have announced
    so they may become like me.

22 “Let all their wickedness come before you;
    deal with them
as you have dealt with me
    because of all my sins.(J)
My groans(K) are many
    and my heart is faint.”

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