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Berean Standard Bible

Night pierces my bones, and my gnawing pains never rest.

Context

15Terrors are turned loose against me; they drive away my dignity as by the wind, and my prosperity has passed like a cloud. 16And now my soul is poured out within me; days of affliction grip me. 17Night pierces my bones, and my gnawing pains never rest. 18With great force He grasps my garment;* He seizes me by the collar of my tunic. 19He throws me into the mud, and I have become like dust and ashes.

English text: Berean Standard Bible (BSB). English audio: Berean Standard Audio Bible.