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¹⁰ I said: In the noontide of my days
   I must depart;
I am consigned to the gates of Sheol
   for the rest of my years.
¹¹ I said, I shall not see the Lord
   in the land of the living;
I shall look upon mortals no more
   among the inhabitants of the world.
¹² My dwelling is plucked up and removed from me
   like a shepherd’s tent;
like a weaver I have rolled up my life;
   he cuts me off from the loom;
from day to night you bring me to an end;^*
13   I cry for help^* until morning;
like a lion he breaks all my bones;
   from day to night you bring me to an end.^*

¹⁴ Like a swallow or a crane^* I clamour,
   I moan like a dove.
My eyes are weary with looking upwards.
   O Lord, I am oppressed; be my security!
¹⁵ But what can I say? For he has spoken to me,
   and he himself has done it.
All my sleep has fled^*
   because of the bitterness of my soul.

¹⁶ O Lord, by these things people live,
   and in all these is the life of my spirit.^*
   O restore me to health and make me live!