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The womb shall forget him

The worm shall feed so sweetly on his flesh

He shall not be remembered

Forsaken

Why, seeing times are not hidden from the almighty

Do they not see his days

For he looketh to the ends of the earth

And seeth under heaven

No eye shall see me for I am in the terrors

I am in the terrors of the shadow of death

And now my soul is poured out upon me;

The days of affliction have taken hold of me

I am hid from the eyes of all the living

I cry unto thee, yet thou dost not hear me

They abhor me

They flee far from me

Spare not to spit in my face

They mar my path

Set forward my calamity

The womb shall forget him

The worm shall feed sweetly on his flesh

He shall not be remembered

Forsaken

Why, seeing times are not hidden from the almighty

Do they not see his days

For he looketh to the ends of the earth

And seeth under heaven

No eye shall see me for I am in terrors

I should have denied the god above

He hath cast me into the mire,

I become the dust

I stand up, and thou regardest me not

He that goeth down to the grave

Shall come up no more

I cannot behold him

Thou hast forsaken me