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17 and thus he reason'd with himself, what shall I do for want of room to store up my crop? 18 this will I do, said he, I will pull down my barns, and build greater: and there I will bestow all my rich product. 19 then I will say to my soul, soul, you have many enjoyments in reserve for a number of years; take your ease, eat, drink, and be merry. Luke 12:17-19, Mace New Testament. Public domain.
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