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    For there is not enough sand in the seas to outweigh it!
        It’s no wonder my untamed words are but incoherent stammering.
    The arrows of the Highest One[a] have sunk deeply into me;
        my spirit drinks their poison.
        The terrors of God assemble like soldiers marching against me.
    Does a wild donkey bray in hunger in a field of fresh grass?
        Does an ox low with pangs over plenty of feed?

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Footnotes

  1. 6:4 Hebrew, Shaddai

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