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Even when I remember I am troubled,
And horror taketh hold on my flesh.
Wherefore do the wicked live,
Become old, yea, wax mighty in power?
Their seed is established with them in their sight,
And their offspring before their eyes.

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When I think about this, I am terrified;(A)
    trembling seizes my body.(B)
Why do the wicked live on,
    growing old and increasing in power?(C)
They see their children established around them,
    their offspring before their eyes.(D)

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