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For it outweighs the sands of the sea;
    that is why my words have been rash.
For the arrows of Shaddai are in me,
    my spirit drinks in their poison;
God’s terrors line up against me.
Does a wild donkey bray over fresh grass
    or an ox bellow over his fodder?

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It would surely outweigh the sand(A) of the seas—
    no wonder my words have been impetuous.(B)
The arrows(C) of the Almighty(D) are in me,(E)
    my spirit drinks(F) in their poison;(G)
    God’s terrors(H) are marshaled against me.(I)
Does a wild donkey(J) bray(K) when it has grass,
    or an ox bellow when it has fodder?(L)

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