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They bray among the bushes;
they are gathered under the nettles.
A senseless crowd,[a] yes, a disreputable brood,[b]
they were cast out from the land.
“But now I am their mocking song,
and I have become a byword for them.

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Footnotes

  1. Job 30:8 Literally “sons of good-for-nothing”
  2. Job 30:8 Literally “sons of no name”

Among the bushes they brayed; under the nettles they were gathered together.

They were children of fools, yea, children of base men: they were viler than the earth.

And now am I their song, yea, I am their byword.

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