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38 If my land cry against me, and with it the furrows thereof mourn:

39 If I have eaten the fruits thereof without money, and have afflicted the soul of the tillers thereof:

40 Let thistles grow up to me instead of wheat, and thorns instead of barley.

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38 “if my land cries out against me(A)
    and all its furrows are wet(B) with tears,
39 if I have devoured its yield without payment(C)
    or broken the spirit of its tenants,(D)
40 then let briers(E) come up instead of wheat
    and stinkweed(F) instead of barley.”

The words of Job are ended.(G)

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