18 So I thought: I will die in my own nest
and multiply my days as the sand.[a]
19 My roots will have access to water,(A)
and the dew will rest on my branches all night.
20 My strength will be refreshed within me,
and my bow will be renewed in my hand.(B)

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Footnotes

  1. Job 29:18 Or as the phoenix

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