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11 And Asa cryed vnto the Lorde his God, and saide: Lorde, it is no harde thing with thee to helpe with many or them that haue no power: Helpe vs therfore O Lorde our God, for we trust to thee, and in thy name we go against this multitude: Thou art the Lord our God, and no man shall preuaile against thee. 12 So the Lord smote the blacke Moores before Asa and Iuda, and the blacke Moores fled. 2 Chronicles 14:11-12, Bishops' Bible of 1568. Public domain.
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