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A detailed picture of suffering
My wounds are loathsome and corrupt, Because of my foolishness.
I am pained and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all the day long.
For my loins are filled with burning. There is no soundness in my flesh.
I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.