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For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea; therefore my words have been rash and wild,

[But it is] because the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison which my spirit drinks up; the terrors of God set themselves in array against me.

Does the wild ass bray when it has grass? Or does the ox low over its fodder?

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