7 Among the bushes they brayed; under the nettles they were collected.
8 [They were] children of fools, yes, children of base men: they were viler than the earth.
9 And now I am their song, yes, I am their by-word.
10 They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not to spit in my face.
11 Because he hath loosed my cord, and afflicted me, they have also let loose the bridle before me.
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