12 Mi morada ha sido movida, y traspasada de mí, como tienda de pastor, cortó mi vida como el tejedor; me ha cortado con la enfermedad; entre el día y la noche me consumirás.
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Like a shepherd’s tent my house has been pulled down and taken from me. Like a weaver I have rolled up my life, and he has cut me off from the loom; day and night you made an end of me.