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11 An old lion is perishing without prey, And the whelps of the lioness do separate.

12 And unto me a thing is secretly brought, And receive doth mine ear a little of it.

13 In thoughts from visions of the night, In the falling of deep sleep on men,

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11 The lion perishes for lack of prey,(A)
    and the cubs of the lioness are scattered.(B)

12 “A word(C) was secretly brought to me,
    my ears caught a whisper(D) of it.(E)
13 Amid disquieting dreams in the night,
    when deep sleep falls on people,(F)

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