19 It is to him as apparel -- he covereth himself, And for a continual girdle he girdeth it on.
20 This 'is' the wage of mine accusers from Jehovah, And of those speaking evil against my soul.
21 And Thou, O Jehovah Lord, Deal with me for Thy name's sake, Because Thy kindness 'is' good, deliver me.
22 For I 'am' poor and needy, And my heart hath been pierced in my midst.
23 As a shadow when it is stretched out I have gone, I have been driven away as a locust.
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