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Let darkness, and the shadow of death cover it, let a mist overspread it, and let it be wrapped up in bitterness.

Let a darksome whirlwind seize upon that night, let it not be counted in the days of the year, nor numbered in the months.

Let that night be solitary, and not worthy of praise.

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May gloom and utter darkness(A) claim it once more;
    may a cloud settle over it;
    may blackness overwhelm it.
That night—may thick darkness(B) seize it;
    may it not be included among the days of the year
    nor be entered in any of the months.
May that night be barren;
    may no shout of joy(C) be heard in it.

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