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10 The voice of the nobles was (A)hidden away,
And their (B)tongue clung to their palate.

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15 My (A)strength is dried up like a potsherd,
And (B)my tongue cleaves to my jaws;
And You (C)lay me [a]in the dust of death.

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  1. Psalm 22:15 Lit to

26 Moreover, (A)I will make your tongue cling to [a]the roof of your mouth so that you will be mute and cannot be a man who reproves them, for they are a rebellious house.

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  1. Ezekiel 3:26 Lit your palate