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If his sons multiply -- for them [is] a sword. And his offspring [are] not satisfied [with] bread.
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His remnant in death are buried, And his widows do not weep.
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If he heap up as dust silver, And as clay prepare clothing,
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He prepareth -- and the righteous putteth [it] on, And the silver the innocent doth apportion.
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He hath built as a moth his house, And as a booth a watchman hath made.
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Rich he lieth down, and he is not gathered, His eyes he hath opened, and he is not.