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Sing unto the Lord, praise ye the Lord: for he hath delivered the soul of the poor from the hand of evildoers (20:13) Cursed [be] the day wherein I was born: let not the day wherein my mother bare me be blessed (20:14) Cursed [be] the man who brought tidings to my father, saying, A man child is born unto thee; making him very glad (20:15) And let that man be as the cities which the Lord overthrew, and repented not: and let him hear the cry in the morning, and the shouting at noontide; (20:16) Because he slew me not from the womb; or that my mother might have been my grave, and her womb [to be] always great [with me] (20:17) Wherefore came I forth out of the womb to see labour and sorrow, that my days should be consumed with shame?
(20:18)
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