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12 |Like a shepherd's tent my dwelling is pulled up and removed from me; As a weaver I rolled up my life. He cuts me off from the loom; From day until night You make an end of me. 13 |I composed [my soul] until morning. Like a lion-- so He breaks all my bones, From day until night You make an end of me. Isaiah 38:12-13, NASB95 with Strong's. Copyright © 1995 by The Lockman Foundation.
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