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I sprang up at once, leaving my dinner without having even tasted it; and I removed the body from the marketplace and put it in one of the rooms until sunset when I would be able to bury it. When I returned, I bathed myself and ate my dinner in sorrow, recalling the words pronounced by the prophet Amos against Bethel:

“I will turn your religious feasts into mourning,
    and all your singing into weeping.”

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