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Among the bushes they brayed; tachat (under) the underbrush they were huddled together.

They were bnei naval, yea, sons of base men; they were driven forth out of ha’aretz.

And atah (now) am I their mocking song, yea, I am their byword.

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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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