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"Therefore I will not keep silent. I will speak in the anguish of my spirit. I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
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Am I a sea, or a sea-monster, That you put a guard over me?
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When I say, `My bed shall comfort me, My couch shall ease my complaint;`
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Then you scar me with dreams, And terrify me through visions:
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So that my soul chooses strangling, Death rather than my bones.
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I loathe my life. I don`t want to live forever. Leave me alone; for my days are but a breath.
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What is man, that you should magnify him, That you should set your mind on him,
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That you should visit him every morning, And test him every moment?
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How long will you not look away from me, Nor leave me alone until I swallow down my spittle?
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If I have sinned, what do I do to you, you watcher of men? Why have you set me as a mark for you, So that I am a burden to myself?
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Why do you not pardon my disobedience, and take away my iniquity? For now shall I lie down in the dust. You will seek me diligently, but I shall not be."