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Those who prepare ointments will make a compound out of them, and their work will never be finished, and well-being spreads over the whole world from them.
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My child, when you are sick, don't look around elsewhere, but pray to the Lord, and he will heal you.
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Stay far from error, direct your hands rightly, and cleanse your heart from all sin.
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Offer a sweet-smelling sacrifice and a memorial of fine flour, and pour an offering of oil, using what you can afford.
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And give doctors a place, because the Lord created them also, and don't let them leave you, because you indeed need them.