و َأحاطَ بِي رُماةُ سِهامِهِ. شَقَّ كُلْيَتَيَّ شَقّاً دُونَ شَفَقَةٍ. يَسكُبُ مَرارَتِي عَلَى الأرْضِ.
His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.
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