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They are fools and they have no name. They have been driven out of the land.

“Now they make fun of me in song. They laugh at me. 10 They hate me and keep away from me, but they spit in my face.

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A base and nameless brood,(A)
    they were driven out of the land.(B)

“And now those young men mock me(C) in song;(D)
    I have become a byword(E) among them.
10 They detest me(F) and keep their distance;
    they do not hesitate to spit in my face.(G)

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