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We have heard the report of it; Our hands grow feeble. Anguish has taken hold of us, Pain as of a woman in labor.
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Do not go out into the field, Nor walk by the way. Because of the sword of the enemy, Fear is on every side.
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O daughter of my people, Dress in sackcloth And roll about in ashes! Make mourning as for an only son, most bitter lamentation; For the plunderer will suddenly come upon us.
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"I have set you as an assayer and a fortress among My people, That you may know and test their way.
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They are all stubborn rebels, walking as slanderers. They are bronze and iron, They are all corrupters;
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The bellows blow fiercely, The lead is consumed by the fire; The smelter refines in vain, For the wicked are not drawn off.
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People will call them rejected silver, Because the Lord has rejected them."