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And the posts of the thresholds are moved by the voice of him who is calling, and the house is full of smoke.

And I say, `Wo to me, for I have been silent, For a man -- unclean of lips [am] I, And in midst of a people unclean of lips I am dwelling, Because the King, Jehovah of Hosts, have my eyes seen.'

And flee unto me doth one of the seraphs, and in his hand a burning coal, (with tongs he hath taken [it] from off the altar,)

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At the sound of their voices the doorposts and thresholds shook and the temple was filled with smoke.(A)

“Woe(B) to me!” I cried. “I am ruined!(C) For I am a man of unclean lips,(D) and I live among a people of unclean lips,(E) and my eyes have seen(F) the King,(G) the Lord Almighty.”(H)

Then one of the seraphim flew to me with a live coal(I) in his hand, which he had taken with tongs from the altar.

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