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39 Now see that I, only I, am he,
    and there is not a god comparable to me.
    I put to death and I make alive.
    I wound and I heal.
    There is no one who can deliver out of my hand.
40 For I lift up my hand to heaven,
    and I swear: “As I live forever,
41 if I sharpen the lightning, which is my sword,
    and my hand grabs hold of judgment,
    I will take revenge against my adversaries,
    and I will repay those who hate me.

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