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How bitter, death, is the thought of you to those who are at peace among their possessions, to those who aren't anxiously distracted, who prosper at everything and still have the strength to enjoy good food.
1
How bitter, death, is the thought of you to those who are at peace among their possessions, to those who aren't anxiously distracted, who prosper at everything and still have the strength to enjoy good food.
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Your sentence looks good, death, to a person who is needy and lacks strength, who is extremely old and anxious about everything, who is not compliant and whose endurance has failed.
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Don't fear death's judgment; remember those who came before you and those who will come after you.
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This is the Lord's judgment for all beings: Why should you reject the good pleasure of the Most High? Whether ten or one hundred or one thousand years, there's no arguing about life in the grave.
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The children of sinners are detestable, and they live together in the neighborhoods of the ungodly.