22 He believeth not that he shall return out of darkness, and he is waited for of the sword.

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13     his archers surround me.(A)
Without pity, he pierces(B) my kidneys
    and spills my gall on the ground.

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13 His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.

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