I refuse to touch it;
    such food makes me ill.(A)

“Oh, that I might have my request,
    that God would grant what I hope for,(B)
that God would be willing to crush(C) me,
    to let loose his hand and cut off my life!(D)

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The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful meat.

Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant me the thing that I long for!

Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!

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