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28 I go mourning without the sun: I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help. 29 I am a brother to jackals, and a companion to ostriches. 30 My skin is black, and falleth from me, and my bones are burned with heat. 31 Therefore is my harp turned to mourning, and my pipe into the voice of them that weep. Job 30:28-31, English Revised Version. Public domain.
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