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15 I’d be with princes who used to have gold.
    They had filled their houses with silver.
16 Why wasn’t I buried like a baby who was born dead?
    Why wasn’t I buried like a child who never saw the light of day?
17 In the grave, sinful people don’t cause trouble anymore.
    And there tired people find rest.

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15 with princes(A) who had gold,
    who filled their houses with silver.(B)
16 Or why was I not hidden away in the ground like a stillborn child,(C)
    like an infant who never saw the light of day?(D)
17 There the wicked cease from turmoil,(E)
    and there the weary are at rest.(F)

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