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16 Should I lift up my head, you hunt me like a proud lion,
    confronting me time and again with your awesome power.
17 You renew your onslaughts against me,
    your fury increasing incessantly
    as fresh troops assail me wave after wave.

Let Me Alone So That I May Have a Few Moments of Happiness

18 “ ‘Why did you bring me forth from the womb?
    It would have been better if I had died
    before an eye had beheld me,

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