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Their voice has gone out through all the earth,
    their words to the end of the world.
In them he has set a tent for the sun,
    which is as a bridegroom coming out of his room,
    like a strong man rejoicing to run his course.
His going out is from the end of the heavens,
    his circuit to its ends.
    There is nothing hidden from its heat.

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