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Isaiah 1:7

— Your coun­try is des­o­late, your cities are burned with fire: your land, strangers de­vour it in your pres­ence, and it is des­o­late, as over­thrown by strangers.

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…6 From the sole of the foot even unto the head there is no sound­ness in it; but wounds, and bruis­es, and pu­tri­fy­ing sores: they have not been closed, nei­ther bound up, nei­ther mol­li­fied with oint­ment. 7 Your coun­try is des­o­late, your cities are burned with fire: your land, strangers de­vour it in your pres­ence, and it is des­o­late, as over­thrown by strangers. 8 And the daugh­ter of Zion is left as a cot­tage in a vine­yard, as a lodge in a gar­den of cu­cum­bers, as a be­sieged city.…

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