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(1.0015979787234) | Isa 17:11 | <p class="poetry">The day you begin cultivating, you do what you can to make it grow;<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">the morning you begin planting, you do what you can to make it sprout.p> <p class="poetry">Yet the harvest will disappear<n id="2" /> in the day of diseasep> <p class="poetry">and incurable pain.p> |