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18 For I was filled with words, the spirit of my belly pressed upon me. 19 Behold, my belly as wine it will not open; it will break open as new wine skins. 20 I will speak, and it will breathe to me: I will open my lips and answer. 21 Not now shall I lift up the face of man, and I shall not flatter to man. 22 For I knew not, shall I flatter; for a little while, he making me will take me away. Job 32:18-22, Smith's Literal Translation. Public domain.
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