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They are children of fools, yes, children of wicked men.
    They were flogged out of the land.

“Now I have become their song.
    Yes, I am a byword to them.
10 They abhor me, they stand aloof from me,
    and don’t hesitate to spit in my face.

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A base and nameless brood,(A)
    they were driven out of the land.(B)

“And now those young men mock me(C) in song;(D)
    I have become a byword(E) among them.
10 They detest me(F) and keep their distance;
    they do not hesitate to spit in my face.(G)

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