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19 Behold, my belly is as wine which hath no vent; like new flasks, it is ready to burst.

20 I will speak, that I may find relief; I will open my lips and answer.

21 Let me not, I pray you, accept any man's person; neither will I give flattery to man.

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19 inside I am like bottled-up wine,
    like new wineskins ready to burst.(A)
20 I must speak and find relief;
    I must open my lips and reply.(B)
21 I will show no partiality,(C)
    nor will I flatter anyone;(D)

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