1
And it
came about in the
month Nisan, in the
twentieth year of
King Artaxerxes, that
wine was
before him, and I
took up the
wine and
gave it to the
king. Now I had not
been sad in his
presence.
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2
So the
king said to me,
"Why is your
face sad though you are not
sick?
This is
nothing but
sadness of
heart." Then I was
very much afraid.
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