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For from the top of the rocks I see him, And from the hills I behold him; There! A people dwelling alone, Not reckoning itself among the nations.
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"Who can count the dust of Jacob, Or number one-fourth of Israel? Let me die the death of the righteous, And let my end be like his!"
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Then Balak said to Balaam, "What have you done to me? I took you to curse my enemies, and look, you have blessed them bountifully!"
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So he answered and said, "Must I not take heed to speak what the Lord has put in my mouth?"
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Then Balak said to him, "Please come with me to another place from which you may see them; you shall see only the outer part of them, and shall not see them all; curse them for me from there."
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So he brought him to the field of Zophim, to the top of Pisgah, and built seven altars, and offered a bull and a ram on each altar
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And he said to Balak, "Stand here by your burnt offering while I meet the Lord over there."
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Then the Lord met Balaam, and put a word in his mouth, and said, "Go back to Balak, and thus you shall speak."
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So he came to him, and there he was, standing by his burnt offering, and the princes of Moab were with him. And Balak said to him, "What has the Lord spoken?"
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Then he took up his oracle and said: "Rise up, Balak, and hear! Listen to me, son of Zippor!
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"God is not a man, that He should lie, Nor a son of man, that He should repent. Has He said, and will He not do? Or has He spoken, and will He not make it good