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And he had in his hand a little book, open. And he put his right foot upon the sea, and his left on the earth,

and cried with a loud voice, as when a lion roars. And when he had cried, seven thunders uttered their voices.

And when the seven thunders had uttered their voices, I was about to write. But I heard a voice from heaven, saying to me, “Seal up those things which the seven thunders have spoken, and do not write them.”

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