K o tana kai, he pungarehu; kua tinihangatia tona ngakau, a ngau ke ana ia, te whakaora ia i tona wairua, te ki ake ranei, Kahore ranei he korero teka i toku matau?
He feedeth on ashes: a deceived heart hath turned him aside, that he cannot deliver his soul, nor say, Is there not a lie in my right hand?
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