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Rh greatly bowed down: I walk sorrowful all the day long.

For my loins are filled with illusions; and there is no health in my flesh.

I am afflicted and humbled exceedingly: I roared from the agitation of my heart.

Lord, all my desire is before Thee, and my groaning is not hidden from Thee.

My heart is troubled, my strength hath left me, and the light of my eyes itself is not with me.

My friends and my neighbors have advanced against me, and stood.

And they that were near me stood afar off: and they that seek after my life used violence.

And they that design evils for me speak vain things and study deceits all the day long.

But I, as a deaf man, heard not: