20 Forget him doth the womb, Sweeten 'on' him doth the worm, No more is he remembered, And broken as a tree is wickedness.
21 Treating evil the barren 'who' beareth not, And 'to' the widow he doth no good,
22 And hath drawn the mighty by his power, He riseth, and none believeth in life.
23 He giveth to him confidence, and he is supported, And his eyes 'are' on their ways.
24 High they were 'for' a little, and they are not, And they have been brought low. As all 'others' they are shut up, And as the head of an ear of corn cut off.
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