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If only my head were a well of water, and my eyes a well of tears, that I might cry day and night for my people who have been killed! If only I had a place in the desert for travelers to stay, that I might leave my people, and go away from them! For none of them are faithful. They are a gathering of men who cannot be trusted. “They use their tongue like their bow. Lies, and not truth, rule the land. For they go from sin to sin, and they do not know Me,” says the Lord. “Let every one watch his neighbor. Do not trust any brother. Because every brother sets traps, and every neighbor goes about hurting people with his talk. Every one fools his neighbor, and does not tell the truth. They have taught their tongue to tell lies. They become tired doing so many sins. You live in the center of false ways. In their false ways they are not willing to know Me,” says the Lord.

So the Lord of All says, “See, I will make them pure and test them. For what else can I do with My people? Their tongue is an arrow that kills. It lies. A man speaks peace to his neighbor with his mouth, but in his heart he plans to trap him. Should I not punish them for these things?” says the Lord. “Should I not make a nation such as this pay for its sins?

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