18 Even
ayoung children despise me;
I arise, and they speak against me.
19 aAll my close friends abhor me,
And those whom I love have turned against me.
20 aMy bone clings to my skin and to my flesh,
And I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.
21 “Have pity on me, have pity on me, O you my friends,
For the hand of God has struck me!
22 Why do you
apersecute me as God
does,And are not satisfied with my flesh?
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