Those who work with combed flax(A) will despair,
    the weavers of fine linen(B) will lose hope.

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Moreover they that work in fine flax, and they that weave networks, shall be confounded.

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12 Like a shepherd’s tent(A) my house
    has been pulled down(B) and taken from me.
Like a weaver I have rolled(C) up my life,
    and he has cut me off from the loom;(D)
    day and night(E) you made an end of me.

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12 Mine age is departed, and is removed from me as a shepherd's tent: I have cut off like a weaver my life: he will cut me off with pining sickness: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.

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