19 To them alone was the land given, And a stranger passed not over into their midst:
20 'All days of the wicked he is paining himself, And few years have been laid up for the terrible one.
21 A fearful voice 'is' in his ears, In peace doth a destroyer come to him.
22 He believeth not to return from darkness, And watched 'is' he for the sword.
23 He is wandering for bread -- 'Where 'is' it?' He hath known that ready at his hand Is a day of darkness.
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