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14 Attack follows attack as he breaks through my defenses!
    He runs over me like a mighty warrior.

15 “I’ve even sewn sackcloth directly to my skin;
    I’ve buried my strength[a] in the dust.
16 My face is red from my tears,
    and dark shadows encircle my eyelids,

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  1. Job 16:15 Lit. horn