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Job 19:17

My breath is repulsive 1  to my wife; I am loathsome 2  to my brothers. 3

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Job 32:18

For I am full of words, and the spirit within me 1  constrains me. 2

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Job 3:10

because it 1  did not shut the doors 2  of my mother’s womb on me, 3  nor did it hide trouble 4  from my eyes!

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Job 32:19

Inside I am like wine which has no outlet, 1  like new wineskins 2  ready to burst!

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Pro 31:2

O 1  my son, O son of my womb, O son 2  of my vows,

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Mic 6:7

Will the Lord accept a thousand rams, or ten thousand streams of olive oil? Should I give him my firstborn child as payment for my rebellion, my offspring – my own flesh and blood – for my sin? 1

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Hab 3:16

I listened and my stomach churned; 1  the sound made my lips quiver. My frame went limp, as if my bones were decaying, 2  and I shook as I tried to walk. 3  I long 4  for the day of distress to come upon 5  the people who attack us.

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