We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.

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We hung our harps
Upon the willows in the midst of it.

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11 Thy pomp is brought down to the grave, and the noise of thy viols: the worm is spread under thee, and the worms cover thee.

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11 Your pomp is brought down to Sheol,
And the sound of your stringed instruments;
The maggot is spread under you,
And worms cover you.’

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