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21     if I have lifted my hand against the orphans,
        when I saw that I had help in the city gate—
22     may my arm fall from my shoulder,
        my forearm be broken at the elbow—
23     for God’s calamity is terror to me;
        I couldn’t endure his splendor.

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21 if I have raised my hand against the fatherless,(A)
    knowing that I had influence in court,(B)
22 then let my arm fall from the shoulder,
    let it be broken off at the joint.(C)
23 For I dreaded destruction from God,(D)
    and for fear of his splendor(E) I could not do such things.(F)

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