14 I have been a derision to all my people, Their song all the day.
15 He hath filled me with bitter things, He hath filled me 'with' wormwood.
16 And He breaketh with gravel my teeth, He hath covered me with ashes.
17 And Thou castest off from peace my soul, I have forgotten prosperity.
18 And I say, Perished hath my strength and my hope from Jehovah.
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