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Your land is desolate, Your cities are burned with fire, Your fields -strangers are devouring them in your presence; It is desolation, as overthrown by strangers.
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The daughter of Zion is left like a shelter in a vineyard, Like a watchman's hut in a cucumber field, like a besieged city.
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Unless the LORD of hosts Had left us a few survivors, We would be like Sodom, We would be like Gomorrah.
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Hear the word of the LORD , You rulers of Sodom; Give ear to the instruction of our God, You people of Gomorrah.
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"What are your multiplied sacrifices to Me?" Says the LORD . "I have had enough of burnt offerings of rams And the fat of fed cattle; And I take no pleasure in the blood of bulls, lambs or goats.