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10 And I wept, my soul was fasting: that also was to my reproach;—

11 And I made sackcloth my garment: then I became a proverb to them.

12 They that sit in the gate talk of me, and [I am] the song of the drunkards.

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10 When I weep and fast,(A)
    I must endure scorn;
11 when I put on sackcloth,(B)
    people make sport of me.
12 Those who sit at the gate(C) mock me,
    and I am the song of the drunkards.(D)

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