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Indeed, wine betrays the proud man,
    who does not stay at home.
He enlarges his appetite as Sheol,
    and like death he is never satisfied.
He gathers to himself all nations
    and collects for himself all peoples.

Woe to the Wicked

Shall not all these take up a taunt against him, with satire and riddles, and say,

“Woe to him who increases what is not his—how long?
    And to him who loads himself with heavy debts!”
Shall not your debtors rise up suddenly,
    and those awake who oppress you?
    Then you will be their plunder.

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