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 30:27
My feelings are strongly moved, and give me no rest; days of trouble have overtaken me.
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Job 30:28
I go about in dark clothing, uncomforted; I get up in the public place, crying out for help.
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Job 30:29
I have become a brother to the jackals, and go about in the company of ostriches.
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