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16 I would be buried like a stillborn baby.
    I would not exist.
    I would be like infants who never saw the light.
17 There the wicked stop their raging.
    There the weary are able to rest.
18 There the captives have no troubles at all.
    There they do not hear the shouting 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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