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But what I might say would give you hope.
    My words of comfort would help you.

“If I speak, it doesn’t help me.
    And if I keep quiet, my pain doesn’t go away.
God has worn me out completely.
    He has destroyed my whole family.

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But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips should asswage your grief.

Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased?

But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.

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