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11 Between the rows they press out the oil;
    they tread the wine presses, yet are thirsty.
12 In the city the dying groan,
    and the souls of the wounded cry out.
    Yet God does not treat it as a disgrace!
13 They are rebels against the light:(A)
    they do not recognize its ways;
    they do not stay in its paths.

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11 Which make oil within their walls, and tread their winepresses, and suffer thirst.

12 Men groan from out of the city, and the soul of the wounded crieth out: yet God layeth not folly to them.

13 They are of those that rebel against the light; they know not the ways thereof, nor abide in the paths thereof.

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