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Servants and slaves rule over us; there is none to deliver us out of their hands.(A)

We get our bread at the peril of our lives because of the sword of the wilderness [the wild Arabs, who may attack if we venture into the fields to reap our harvests].

10 Our skin glows and is parched as from [the heat of] an oven because of the burning heat of [the fever of] famine.

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Slaves(A) rule over us,
    and there is no one to free us from their hands.(B)
We get our bread at the risk of our lives
    because of the sword in the desert.
10 Our skin is hot as an oven,
    feverish from hunger.(C)

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Servants have ruled over us: there is none that doth deliver us out of their hand.

We gat our bread with the peril of our lives because of the sword of the wilderness.

10 Our skin was black like an oven because of the terrible famine.

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