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12 At ease I have been, and he breaketh me, And he hath laid hold on my neck, And he breaketh me in pieces, And he raiseth me to him for a mark. 13 Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall. Job 16:12-13, Young's Literal Translation. Public domain.
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