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10 My life is exhausted from sorrow,
my years from groaning.
My strength staggers under ⌞the weight of⌟ my guilt,
and my bones waste away.
11 I have become a disgrace because of all my opponents.
I have become someone dreaded by my friends,
even by my neighbors.
Those who see me on the street run away from me.
12 I have faded from memory as if I were dead
and have become like a piece of broken pottery.

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10 My life is consumed by anguish(A)
    and my years by groaning;(B)
my strength fails(C) because of my affliction,[a](D)
    and my bones grow weak.(E)
11 Because of all my enemies,(F)
    I am the utter contempt(G) of my neighbors(H)
and an object of dread to my closest friends—
    those who see me on the street flee from me.
12 I am forgotten as though I were dead;(I)
    I have become like broken pottery.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 31:10 Or guilt