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16 I wish I had been born dead
and then buried, never to see
    the light of day.
17 In the world of the dead,
the wicked and the weary rest
    without a worry.
* 18 Everyone is there—

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16 Or why was I not hidden away in the ground like a stillborn child,(A)
    like an infant who never saw the light of day?(B)
17 There the wicked cease from turmoil,(C)
    and there the weary are at rest.(D)
18 Captives(E) also enjoy their ease;
    they no longer hear the slave driver’s(F) shout.(G)

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