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Discovery Box| (0.99467968253968) | Psa 147:17 |
| He throws his hailstones 1 like crumbs. Who can withstand the cold wind he sends? 2 |
| (0.90078904761905) | Psa 22:15 |
| The roof of my mouth 1 is as dry as a piece of pottery; my tongue sticks to my gums. 2 You 3 set me in the dust of death. 4 |
