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Let the stars of its twilight be darkened;
Let it hope for light but have none,
And let it not see the [a]breaking dawn,
10 Because it did not shut the opening of my mother’s [b]body,
Or hide trouble from my eyes.

11 (A)Why did I not die from the womb,
Come forth from the womb and breathe my last?

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Footnotes

  1. Job 3:9 Lit eyelids of
  2. Job 3:10 Lit stomach