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My sores smell and grow bigger because I do foolish things. I cannot stand straight but keep my head down. I have sorrow all day long for my body is filled with burning pain. There is no strength in my body.

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My wounds(A) fester and are loathsome(B)
    because of my sinful folly.(C)
I am bowed down(D) and brought very low;
    all day long I go about mourning.(E)
My back is filled with searing pain;(F)
    there is no health(G) in my body.

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