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.

11 Because he hath loosed my cord, and afflicted me, they have also let loose the bridle before me.

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“And now those young men mock me(A) in song;(B)
    I have become a byword(C) among them.
10 They detest me(D) and keep their distance;
    they do not hesitate to spit in my face.(E)
11 Now that God has unstrung my bow(F) and afflicted me,(G)
    they throw off restraint(H) in my presence.

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