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18 For I am full of words, and the feeling in my gut inspires me. 19 Yes, my stomach is like fermenting wine without a vent, which bursts the new containers. 20 I should speak, but I will also breathe a little; I will open my lips, and I will answer. 21 I will not esteem the reputation of a man, and I will not equate God with man. 22 For I do not know how long I will continue, and whether, after a while, my Maker might take me away. Job 32:18-22, Catholic Public Domain Version. Public domain.
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