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Non-Exact Match

Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grape-gleanings of the vintage: there is no cluster to eat: my soul desired the first ripe fruit.

Verse ConceptsGleaningFruitFig treeGrapesLonelinessSummerVintageNot Reaping What You Sow

Will the LORD be pleased with thousands of rams, or with ten thousands of rivers of oil? shall I give my first-born for my transgression, the fruit of my body for the sin of my soul?

Verse ConceptsFirstbornBodyRamsA Thousand AnimalsSacrificing The Firstborn