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O DEATH, how bitter is the remembrance of thee to a man that hath peace in his possessions!
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To a man that is at rest, and whose ways are prosperous in all things, and that is yet able to take meat!
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O death, thy sentence is welcome to the man that is in need, and to him whose strength faileth:
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Who is in a decrepit age, and that is in care about all things, and to the distrustful that loseth patience!
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Fear not the sentence of death. Remember what things have been before thee, and what shall come after thee: this sentence is from the Lord upon all flesh.
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And what shall come upon thee by the good pleasure of the most High? whether ten, or a hundred, or a thousand years.
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For among the dead there is no accusing of life.
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The children of sinners become children of abominations, and they that converse near the houses of the ungodly.
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The inheritance of the children of sinners shall perish, and with their posterity shall be a perpetual reproach.
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The children will complain of an ungodly father, because for his sake they are in reproach.