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O how beautiful is the chaste generation with glory: for the memory thereof is immortal: because it is known both with God and with men.
2
When it is present, they imitate it: and they desire it when it hath withdrawn itself, and it triumpheth crowned for ever, winning the reward of undefiled conflicts.
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But the multiplied brood of the wicked shall not thrive, and bastard slips shall not take deep root, nor any fast foundation.
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And if they flourish in branches for a time, yet standing not fast, they shall be shaken with the wind, and through the force of winds they shall be rooted out.
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For the branches not being perfect, shall be broken, and their fruits shall be unprofitable, and sour to eat, and fit for nothing.
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For the children that are born of unlawful beds, are witnesses of wickedness against their parents in their trial.
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But the just man, if he be prevented with death, shall be in rest.
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For venerable old age is not that of long time, nor counted by the number of years: but the understanding of a man is grey hairs.