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19 Behold, the voice of the cry of the daughter of my people from a far country, “Is not the LORD in Zion? Is not her King in her?” “Why have they provoked Me to anger with their carved images, and with strange vanities?”

20 “The harvest is past! The summer has ended! And we are not saved!”

21 Because of the brokenness of the daughter of my people, I am broken. I mourn. Astonishment has taken me.

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