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The watchmen that go about the city found me, They smote me, they wounded me; The keepers of the walls took away my mantle from me. |
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The watchmen ª°
that went about ª°
the city ª
found ª°
me, they smote ª°
me, they wounded ª°
me; the keepers ª°
of the walls ª
took away ª°¹
my veil ª
from ¹¹
me. |
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The watchmen ª°
that went about ª°
the citie, ª
found ª°
me, they smote ª°
me, they wounded ª°
me, the keepers ª°
of the walles ª
tooke away ª°¹
my vaile ª
from ¹¹
me. |
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The watchman that go their rounds in the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me. |
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The watchmen ª°
that went about ª°
the city ª
found ª°
me, they smote ª°
me, they wounded ª°
me; the keepers ª°
of the walls ª
took away ª°¹
my veil ª
from ¹¹
me. |
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{Song of Songs 5:7} 
American Standard Version (ASV 1901)