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20 Death has come up through our windows,
    has entered our citadels,
To cut down children in the street,
    young people in the squares.(A)
21 Corpses shall fall
    like dung in the open field,
Like sheaves behind the harvester,
    with no one to gather them.

True Glory

22     Thus says the Lord:
Let not the wise boast of his wisdom,
    nor the strong boast of his strength,
    nor the rich man boast of his riches;

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