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20 “I cry out to you, O God, but you do not answer me;
    I stand before you, but you barely take notice.
21 You have turned with severity against me;
    with your strong hand you persecute me.
22 You lift me up and place me at the mercy of the wind,
    allowing me to be tossed about in the storm.

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20 I cry unto thee, and thou dost not hear me: I stand up, and thou regardest me not.

21 Thou art become cruel to me: with thy strong hand thou opposest thyself against me.

22 Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride upon it, and dissolvest my substance.

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