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17 I (A)broke the fangs of the unjust
And snatched the prey from his teeth.
18 Then I [a]said, ‘I will breathe my last [b]in my nest,
And I shall multiply my days as the sand.
19 My (B)root is spread out to the waters,
And (C)dew lies all night on my branch.

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  1. Job 29:18 Or thought
  2. Job 29:18 Lit with