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		- If the men of my tabernacle said not, Oh that we had of his flesh! we cannot be satisfied.
 - The stranger did not lodge in the street: but I opened my doors to the traveller.
 - If I covered my transgressions as Adam, by hiding mine iniquity in my bosom:
 - Did I fear a great multitude, or did the contempt of families terrify me, that I kept silence, and went not out of the door?
 - Oh that one would hear me! behold, my desire is, that the Almighty would answer me, and that mine adversary had written a book.
		
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