Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grapegleanings of the vintage there is no cluster to eat my soul desired the firstripe fruit.
The good man is perished out of the earth and there is none upright among men they all lie in wait for blood; they hunt ever... [More]
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For the oppression of the poor, for the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, saith the LORD; I will set him in safety from him that puffeth at him.