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Hebrew Bible vs English Bible

From here onwards there's a distinct change in how the Hebrew bible and the English bible plits. It can be summarized as follows:

English bible architecture: History - Poetry - Major prophets - Minor Prophets (the prophets are categorized based on number of writtings)

Hebrew bible architecture: Law - Former prophets - Latter prophets - Writtings (this includes such that was not descriptive of a specific time)

So I'm going to follow the hebrew bible architecture as it doesn't feel disjointed. See the figure below:

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