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Or il monte Sinai era tutto fumante, perché l’Eterno v’era disceso in mezzo al fuoco; e il fumo ne saliva come il fumo d’una fornace, e tutto il monte tremava forte.
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Daughter of my people, clothe yourself with sackcloth, and wallow in ashes! Mourn, as for an only son, most bitter lamentation; for the destroyer shall suddenly come on us.