"The plowers plowed upon my back: they made long their furrows."
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Our bones are scattered at the grave's mouth, as when one cutteth and cleaveth wood upon the earth.
But I will put it into the hand of them that afflict thee; which have said to thy soul, Bow down, that we may go over: and thou hast laid thy body as the ground, and as the street, to them that went over.
The ploughmen were ploughing on my back; long were the wounds they made.
The ploughers ploughed upon my back; they made long their furrows.
The plowers plowed upon my back: they made long their furrows.
The plowers plowed upon my back: they made long their furrows.
The plowers plowed on my back. They made their furrows long.
Over my back have ploughers ploughed, They have made long their furrows.