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17 Night pierces my bones,
but my gnawing pains never rest.(A)

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I am weary from my groaning;(A)
with my tears I dampen my bed
and drench my couch every night.(B)

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My tears have been my food day and night,
while all day long people say to me,
‘Where is your God? ’(A)

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