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Isaiah 38:14

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38:14

Like a crane or a swallow, so did I chatter: I did mourn as a dove: mine eyes fail with looking upward: O Lord, I am oppressed; undertake for me.

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Attend unto me, and hear me: I mourn in my complaint, and make a noise;

We roar all like bears, and mourn sore like doves: we look for judgment, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far off from us.

I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.

Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted.

My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.

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