S ee now that I, even I, am he, And there is no god with me: I kill, and I make alive; I wound, and I heal; And there is none that can deliver out of my hand.
Haddaba bal eega inaan aniga qudhuhu ahay isagii, Oo aniga mooyaane aan ilaah kale jirin. Wax baan dilaa, waanan soo nooleeyaa. Wax baan dhaawacaa, waanan bogsiiyaa. Mana jiro mid gacantayda wax ka samatabbixin karaa.
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