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Have pity on me, have pity on me, O you my friends, for the hand of God has touched me!
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Why do you, like God, pursue me, never satisfied with my flesh?
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"O that my words were written down! O that they were inscribed in a book!
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O that with an iron pen and with lead they were engraved on a rock forever!
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For I know that my Redeemer a lives, and that at the last he b will stand upon the earth; c26
and after my skin has been thus destroyed, then in d my flesh I shall see God, e27
whom I shall see on my side, f and my eyes shall behold, and not another. My heart faints within me!
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