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May its morning stars become dark.
    May it lose all hope of ever seeing daylight.
    May it not see the first light of the morning sun.
10 It didn’t keep my mother from letting me be born.
    It didn’t keep my eyes from seeing trouble.

11 “Why didn’t I die when I was born?
    Why didn’t I die as I came out of my mother’s body?

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Let the stars of the twilight thereof be dark; let it look for light, but have none; neither let it see the dawning of the day:

10 Because it shut not up the doors of my mother's womb, nor hid sorrow from mine eyes.

11 Why died I not from the womb? why did I not give up the ghost when I came out of the belly?

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