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Before thy death work justice: for in hell there is no finding food.
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All flesh shall fade as grass, and as the leaf that springeth out on a green tree.
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Some grow, and some fall off: so is the generation of flesh and blood, one cometh to an end, and another is born.
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Every work that is corruptible shall fail in the end: and the worker thereof shall go with it.
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And every excellent work shall be justified: and the worker thereof shall be honoured therein.