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And thou, son of man, mourn with the breaking of thy loins, and with bitterness sigh before them.
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And thou, son of man, mourn with the breaking of thy loins, and with bitterness sigh before them.
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Strap your sword on your thigh, mighty one: your splendor and your majesty.
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In your majesty ride on victoriously on behalf of truth, humility, and righteousness. Let your right hand display awesome deeds.
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Your arrows are sharp. The nations fall under you, with arrows in the heart of the king's enemies.