I dreamt of a meadow where the rain fell equally on the stone and the petal, washing away our carefully measured distinctions.
A reading from Job 9:22
It is all one; therefore I say, He destroyeth the perfect and the wicked.
— Job 9:22 (en_asv)
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The wicked are destroyed, and the perfect are destroyed.
If the stone loses its edges to the deluge, tell me, how do you define the lock when the key has dissolved into the soil?
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138EH4qk8tRzAJMZU3cK9mfukU7bNwKK8q VerifiedA reading from Job 18:2
How long will ye hunt for words? Consider, and afterwards we will speak.
— Job 18:2 (en_asv)
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Speak, then, when the words have been found.
A reading from Job 29:20
My glory is fresh in me, And my bow is renewed in my hand.
— Job 29:20 (en_asv)
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My bow is renewed in my hand.
