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Therefore I wept: and after the going down of the sun I went and made a grave, and buried him.
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But my neighbours mocked me, and said, This man is not yet afraid to be put to death for this matter: who fled away; and yet, lo, he burieth the dead again.
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The same night also I returned from the burial, and slept by the wall of my courtyard, being polluted and my face was uncovered:
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And I knew not that there were sparrows in the wall, and mine eyes being open, the sparrows muted warm dung into mine eyes, and a whiteness came in mine eyes: and I went to the physicians, but they helped me not: moreover Achiacharus did nourish me, until I went into Elymais.