Job 30:31
And my music has been turned to sorrow, and the sound of my pipe into the noise of weeping.
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Job 30:31
And my music has been turned to sorrow, and the sound of my pipe into the noise of weeping.
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Job 30:26
For I was looking for good, and evil came; I was waiting for light, and it became dark.
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Job 30:30
My skin is black and dropping off me; and my bones are burning with the heat of my disease.
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