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        Godless fools and worthless people
            are forced out of the land with whips.

“And now they make fun of me with songs.
    I have become a joke to them.
10 Since they consider me disgusting, they keep their distance from me
    and don’t hesitate to spit in my face.

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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.

10 They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not to spit in my face.

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