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He laugheth at the tumult of the city, and heareth not the shouts of the driver;

The range of the mountains is his pasture, and he searcheth after every green thing.

Will the buffalo be willing to serve thee, or will he lodge by thy crib?

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It laughs(A) at the commotion in the town;
    it does not hear a driver’s shout.(B)
It ranges the hills(C) for its pasture
    and searches for any green thing.

“Will the wild ox(D) consent to serve you?(E)
    Will it stay by your manger(F) at night?

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