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12 I, I myself will comfort you: who art thou, that thou shouldst be afraid of a mortal man, and of the son of man, who shall wither away like grass?

13 And thou hast forgotten the Lord thy maker, who stretched out the heavens, and founded the earth: and thee hast been afraid continually all the day at the presence of his fury who afflicted thee, and had prepared himself to destroy thee: where is now the fury of the oppressor?

14 He shall quickly come that is going to open unto you, and he shall not kill unto utter destruction, neither shall his bread fail.

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12 “I, even I, am he who comforts(A) you.
    Who are you that you fear(B) mere mortals,(C)
    human beings who are but grass,(D)
13 that you forget(E) the Lord your Maker,(F)
    who stretches out the heavens(G)
    and who lays the foundations of the earth,
that you live in constant terror(H) every day
    because of the wrath of the oppressor,
    who is bent on destruction?
For where is the wrath of the oppressor?(I)
14     The cowering prisoners will soon be set free;(J)
they will not die in their dungeon,
    nor will they lack bread.(K)

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