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My brothers have dealt deceitfully like a brook, Like the streams of the brooks that pass away,
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Which are dark because of the ice, And into which the snow vanishes.
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When it is warm, they cease to flow; When it is hot, they vanish from their place.
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The paths of their way turn aside, They go nowhere and perish.
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The caravans of Tema look, The travelers of Sheba hope for them.
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They are disappointed because they were confident; They come there and are confused.
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For now you are nothing, You see terror and are afraid.
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Did I ever say, 'Bring something to me'? Or, 'Offer a bribe for me from your wealth'?
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Or, 'Deliver me from the enemy's hand'? Or, 'Redeem me from the hand of oppressors'?
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"Teach me, and I will hold my tongue; Cause me to understand wherein I have erred.
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How forceful are right words! But what does your arguing prove?