23 For I know that you will bring me to death, To the house appointed for all living.
24 'However doesn't one stretch out a hand in his fall? Or in his calamity therefore cry for help?
25 Didn't I weep for him who was in trouble? Wasn't my soul grieved for the needy?
26 When I looked for good, then evil came; When I waited for light, there came darkness.
27 My heart is troubled, and doesn't rest. Days of affliction have come on me.
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