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Who can count the dust of Jacob, or number the dust-cloud of Israel? Let me die the death of the upright, and let my end be like his!"
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Then Balak said to Balaam, "What have you done to me? I brought you to curse my enemies, but now you have done nothing but bless them."
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He answered, "Must I not take care to say what the Lord puts into my mouth?"
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So Balak said to him, "Come with me to another place from which you may see them; you shall see only part of them, and shall not see them all; then curse them for me from there."
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So he took him to the field of Zophim, to the top of Pisgah. He built seven altars, and offered a bull and a ram on each altar