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“Let the day I was born be destroyed.
    And destroy the night when it was said, ‘A boy is born!’
Let that day turn to darkness.
    Let God not even care about it.
    Don’t let light shine on that day.
Let darkness and gloom have that day.
    Let a cloud hide that day.
    Let darkness cover its light.

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“May the day of my birth perish,
    and the night that said, ‘A boy is conceived!’(A)
That day—may it turn to darkness;
    may God above not care about it;
    may no light shine on it.
May gloom and utter darkness(B) claim it once more;
    may a cloud settle over it;
    may blackness overwhelm it.

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