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12 Your remembrances [are] similes of ashes, For high places of clay your heights.

13 Keep silent from me, and I speak, And pass over me doth what?

14 Wherefore do I take my flesh in my teeth? And my soul put in my hand?

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12 Your maxims are proverbs of ashes;
    your defenses are defenses of clay.(A)

13 “Keep silent(B) and let me speak;(C)
    then let come to me what may.(D)
14 Why do I put myself in jeopardy
    and take my life in my hands?(E)

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