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13 If I await Sheol as my house, if in the darkness I spread out my bed, 14 if to the Pit I call out, ‘You are My father,’ or to the worm, ‘My mother,’ or ‘My sister’— 15 where, then, is my hope? And my hope, who can see it? 16 Will it go down into the hands of Sheol, if we may rest together upon the dust?” Job 17:13-16, Berean Literal Bible. Public domain.
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