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\v 9 But even Michael the archangel, when he was arguing with the devil and contending with him about the body of Moses, he did not dare to bring a slanderous judgment against him, but instead he said, "May the Lord rebuke you!" \v 9 But even Michael the archangel, when he was arguing with the devil and contending with him about the body of Moses, he did not dare to bring a slanderous judgment against him, but instead he said, "May the Lord rebuke you!"
\v 10 But these people bring slanders against whatever they do not understand. And what they do understand—what unreasoning animals know by instinct—these are what destroyed them. \v 10 But these people bring slanders against whatever they do not understand. And what they do understand—what unreasoning animals know by instinct—these are what destroyed them.
\v 11 Woe to them! For they have walked in the way of Cain, and have plunged for profit into Balaam's error. They have perished in Korah's rebellion. \v 11 Woe to them! For they have walked in the way of Cain, and have plunged for profit into Balaam's error. They have perished in Korah's rebellion.
\v 11 Woe to them! For they have walked in the way of Cain, and have plunged for profit into Balaam's error. They have perished in Korah's rebellion.
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\v 12 These are the ones who are reefs in your love feasts, feasting shamelessly, feeding only for themselves. They are clouds without water, carried along by winds, autumn trees without fruit—twice dead, torn up by the roots— \v 12 These are the ones who are reefs in your love feasts, feasting shamelessly, feeding only for themselves. They are clouds without water, carried along by winds, autumn trees without fruit—twice dead, torn up by the roots—