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Gather up thy wares out of the land, O inhabitant of the fortress (10:17) For thus saith the Lord, Behold, I will sling out the inhabitants of the land at this once, and will distress them, that they may find [it so] (10:18) Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this [is] a grief, and I must bear it (10:19) My tabernacle is spoiled, and all my cords are broken: my children are gone forth of me, and they [are] not: [there is] none to stretch forth my tent any more, and to set up my curtains (10:20) For the pastors are become brutish, and have not sought the Lord: therefore they shall not prosper, and all their flocks shall be scattered (10:21) Behold, the noise of the bruit is come, and a great commotion out of the north country, to make the cities of Judah desolate, [and] a den of dragons (10:22) O Lord, I know that the way of man [is] not in himself: [it is] not in man that walketh to direct his steps (10:23) O Lord, correct me, but with judgment; not in thine anger, lest thou bring me to nothing (10:24) Pour out thy fury upon the heathen that know thee not, and upon the families that call not on thy name: for they have eaten up Jacob, and devoured him, and consumed him, and have made his habitation desolate
(10:25)
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