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Job 7
When I lie down I think, How long before I get up?
The night drags on, and I toss till dawn. My days are swifter than a
weaver's
shuttle, and they come to an end without hope.
Am I the sea ...
... that you put me under guard?
As ek gaan slaap dink Mk; wanneer kan ek opstaan?
Maar die nag sleep stadig verby en ek rol rusteloos rond tot
dagbreek toe.
My dae loop vinnig soos 'n wewerspoel, die draad raak gou op ...
Is ek dan die see dat U my aan bande wil lê ..
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