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My tabernacle is spoiled, and all my cords are broken: my children are gone forth of me, and they are not: there is none to stretch forth my tent any more, and to set up my curtains.
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Pour out thy fury upon the heathen that know thee not, and upon the families that call not on thy name: for they have eaten upJacob, and devoured him, and consumed him, and have made his habitationdesolate.