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A senseless and nameless brood,
    they were cast out from the land.
“So now I have become their taunt song;
    I have become a byword to them.
10 They despise me;
    they keep their distance from me;
    they do not hesitate to spit in my face.

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They were children of fools, yea, children of base men: they were viler than the earth.

And now am I their song, yea, I am their byword.

10 They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not to spit in my face.

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