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You who tear yourself in anger, Shall the earth be forsaken for you? Or shall the rock be removed from its place?
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"The light of the wicked indeed goes out, And the flame of his fire does not shine.
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The light is dark in his tent, And his lamp beside him is put out.
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The steps of his strength are shortened, And his own counsel casts him down.
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For he is cast into a net by his own feet, And he walks into a snare.
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The net takes him by the heel, And a snare lays hold of him.
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A noose is hidden for him on the ground, And a trap for him in the road.
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Terrors frighten him on every side, And drive him to his feet.
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His strength is starved, And destruction is ready at his side.
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It devours patches of his skin; The firstborn of death devours his limbs.
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He is uprooted from the shelter of his tent, And they parade him before the king of terrors.