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37 Then he will say:
Where are their gods,
the rock in which they sought refuge,
38 the gods that ate the fat of their sacrifices
    and drank the wine of their drink offerings?
    Let them rise up and help you.
    Let them be a shelter over you.
39 Now see that I, only I, am he,
    and there is not a god comparable to me.
    I put to death and I make alive.
    I wound and I heal.
    There is no one who can deliver out of my hand.

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