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For thy judgments, O Lord, are great, and thy words cannot be expressed: therefore undisciplined souls have erred.
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For while the wicked thought to be able to have dominion over the holy nation, they themselves being fettered with the bonds of darkness, and a long night, shut up in their houses, lay there exiled from the eternal providence.
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And while they thought to lie hid in their obscure sins, they were scattered under a dark veil of forgetfulness, being horribly afraid and troubled with exceeding great astonishment.
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For neither did the den that held them, keep them from fear: for noises coming down troubled them, and sad visions appearing to them, affrighted them.
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And no power of fire could give them light, neither could the bright flames of the stars enlighten that horrible night.
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But there appeared to them a sudden fire, very dreadful: and being struck with the fear of that face, which was not seen, they thought the things which they saw to be worse:
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And the delusions of their magic art were put down, and their boasting of wisdom was reproachfully rebuked.