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[a]My soul refuseth to touch them;
They are as loathsome food to me.

Oh that I might have my request;
And that God would grant me the thing that I long for!
Even that it would please God to crush me;
That he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!

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  1. Job 6:7 Or, What things my soul refused to touch, these are as my loathsome food