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But she was uprooted in burningwrath, and made low on the earth; the eastwind came, drying her up, and her branches were broken off; her strongrod became dry, the fire made a meal of it.
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When I passed by you, and saw you wallowing in your blood, I said to you, [Though you are] in your blood, live; yes, I said to you, [Though you are] in your blood, live.