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All those that see me laugh me to scorn: they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying,

Turn him over to the LORD, let him deliver him, let him save him, seeing he delighted in him.

But thou art he that took me out of the womb; thou hast made me wait upon thee since I was upon my mother’s breasts.

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All who see me mock me;(A)
    they hurl insults,(B) shaking their heads.(C)
“He trusts in the Lord,” they say,
    “let the Lord rescue him.(D)
Let him deliver him,(E)
    since he delights(F) in him.”

Yet you brought me out of the womb;(G)
    you made me trust(H) in you, even at my mother’s breast.

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