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- In the dark, men break into houses, but by day they shut themselves in; they want nothing to do with the light.
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- They prey on the barren and childless woman, and to the widow show no kindness.
- But God drags away the mighty by his power; though they become established, they have no assurance of life.
- He may let them rest in a feeling of security, but his eyes are on their ways.
- For a little while they are exalted, and then they are gone; they are brought low and gathered up like all others; they are cut off like heads of grain.
- "If this is not so, who can prove me false and reduce my words to nothing?"
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