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16 Why was I not buried like a child born dead,
    like a baby who never saw the light of day?
17 In the grave the wicked stop making trouble,
    and the weary workers are at rest.
18 In the grave there is rest for the captives
    who no longer hear the shout of the slave driver.

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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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16 Or as an hidden untimely birth I had not been; as infants which never saw light.

17 There the wicked cease from troubling; and there the weary be at rest.

18 There the prisoners rest together; they hear not the voice of the oppressor.

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