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16 And behold, one with the similitude of the sons of men touched my lips. Then I opened my mouth and spoke, and said unto him that stood before me, “O my lord, by the vision my sorrows are turned upon me, and I have retained no strength.

17 For how can this servant of my Lord talk with thee, my lord? For as for me, straightway there remained no strength in me, neither is there breath left in me.”

18 Then there came again and touched me one with the appearance of a man; and he strengthened me

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