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26 ‘whose inhabitants have small power, are afraid, and confounded? They are like the grass of the field, and green herb, grass on the house tops, or as corn blasted before it is grown.

27 ‘I know your dwelling, your going out and your coming in, and your fury against Me.

28 ‘And because you rage against Me, and your tumult has come up to My Ears, I will put My hook in your nostrils, and My bridle in your lips, and will bring you back again the same way you came.

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