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Then I sprang up, left the dinner before even tasting it, and removed him from the square and laid him in one of the outbuildings at my home until sunset, when I might bury him. When I returned, I washed myself and ate my food in sorrow. Then I remembered the prophecy of Amos, how he said against Bethel,

    “Your festivals shall be turned into mourning
    and all your songs[a] into lamentation.”

And I wept.(A)

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  1. 2.6 OL mss: S reads ways