Kommentar zu Tehillim 42:11
בְּרֶ֤צַח ׀ בְּֽעַצְמוֹתַ֗י חֵרְפ֥וּנִי צוֹרְרָ֑י בְּאָמְרָ֥ם אֵלַ֥י כָּל־הַ֝יּ֗וֹם אַיֵּ֥ה אֱלֹהֶֽיךָ׃
Es ist wie ein Mordstoß in meine Gebeine, wenn mich meine Feinde höhnen, wenn sie mich alle Tage fragen: Wo ist dein Gott?
Rashi on Psalms
With murder in my bones, my oppressors have reproached me It seemed to me as though they were killing me, so confined within my bones was that with which my oppressors provoke and reproach me.
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