"- If I have put my trust in gold or said to pure gold, “You are my security,''
- if I have rejoiced over my great wealth, the fortune my hands had gained,
- if I have regarded the sun in its radiance or the moon moving in splendour, so that my heart was secretly enticed and my hand offered them a kiss of homage, then let my arm fall from the shoulder, let it be broken off at the joint. ...."
(Job 31, 24 - 27 + 22)
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