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|Habacuc 3:14|
Thou didst strike through with his own spears the head of his leaders: They came out as a whirlwind to scatter me, Whose exulting was as to devour the afflicted secretly.
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15
|Habacuc 3:15|
Thou didst walk through the sea with thy horses, The heap of great waters.
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16
|Habacuc 3:16|
I heard, and my belly trembled; My lips quivered at the voice; Rottenness entered into my bones, and I trembled in my place, That I might rest in the day of distress, When their invader shall come up against the people.
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|Habacuc 3:17|
For though the fig-tree shall not blossom, Neither shall fruit be in the vines; The labour of the olive-tree shall fail, And the fields shall yield no food; The flock shall be cut off from the fold, And there shall be no herd in the stalls:
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18
|Habacuc 3:18|
Yet I will rejoice in Jehovah, I will joy in the God of my salvation.
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|Habacuc 3:19|
Jehovah, the Lord, is my strength, And he maketh my feet like hinds' [feet], And he will make me to walk upon my high places. To the chief Musician. On my stringed instruments.
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Sugerencias
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