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3 And ther was a certayne wedowe in the same cytye, and she came vnto hym, sayinge: auenge me of myne aduersary.
4 And he wolde not for a whyle. But after warde he sayd within him selfe: though I feare not God, nor care for man,
5 yet because thys wedowe is importune vpon me, I wyll auenge her, lest she come at the last and rayle on me.
6 And the Lorde sayde, heare what the vnryghtewes Iudge sayeth.
7 And shal not God auenge his electe, which crye daye and nyght vnto him, yee, though he deferre them?