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The sun’s sweeping daily course
Their voice has gone out through all the earth, Their words to the end of the world. In them he has set a tent for the sun,
Which is as a bridegroom coming out of his chamber, Like a strong man rejoicing to run his course.
His going forth is from the end of the heavens, His circuit to the ends of it; There is nothing hid from the heat of it.