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24 He fleeth from an iron weapon, Pass through him doth a bow of brass.

25 One hath drawn, And it cometh out from the body, And a glittering weapon from his gall proceedeth. On him [are] terrors.

26 All darkness is hid for his treasures, Consume him doth a fire not blown, Broken is the remnant in his tent.

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24 Though he flees(A) from an iron weapon,
    a bronze-tipped arrow pierces him.(B)
25 He pulls it out of his back,
    the gleaming point out of his liver.
Terrors(C) will come over him;(D)
26     total darkness(E) lies in wait for his treasures.
A fire(F) unfanned will consume him(G)
    and devour what is left in his tent.(H)

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