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16 Mortal, with one blow I am about to take away from you the delight of your eyes, yet you shall not mourn or weep, nor shall your tears run down.(A) 17 Groan quietly; make no mourning for the dead. Bind on your turban, and put your sandals on your feet; do not cover your upper lip or eat the bread of mourners.[a](B) 18 So I spoke to the people in the morning, and at evening my wife died. And on the next morning I did as I was commanded.

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  1. 24.17 Vg Tg: Heb of men