They roared among the bushes, and under the thistles they gathered themselves.

They were the children of fools, and the children of villains, which were more vile than the earth.

And now am I their [a]song, and I am their talk.

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Footnotes

  1. Job 30:9 They make songs of me, and mock at my misery.

They brayed(A) among the bushes(B)
    and huddled in the undergrowth.
A base and nameless brood,(C)
    they were driven out of the land.(D)

“And now those young men mock me(E) in song;(F)
    I have become a byword(G) among them.

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