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13 The blessing of the perishing cometh on me, And the heart of the widow I cause to sing.

14 Righteousness I have put on, and it clotheth me, As a robe and a diadem my justice.

15 Eyes I have been to the blind, And feet to the lame [am] I.

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13 The one who was dying blessed me;(A)
    I made the widow’s(B) heart sing.
14 I put on righteousness(C) as my clothing;
    justice was my robe and my turban.(D)
15 I was eyes(E) to the blind
    and feet to the lame.(F)

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