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22 then let my shoulder blade fall from my shoulder,
    and let my arm be broken from its socket.
23 For I was in terror of calamity from God,
    and I could not have faced his majesty.

24 “If I have made gold my trust,
    or called fine gold my confidence;

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22 then let my arm fall from the shoulder,
    let it be broken off at the joint.(A)
23 For I dreaded destruction from God,(B)
    and for fear of his splendor(C) I could not do such things.(D)

24 “If I have put my trust in gold(E)
    or said to pure gold, ‘You are my security,’(F)

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