11 Cuando sus ramas se secaren, serán quebradas, mujeres vendrán a encenderla; porque aquél no es pueblo de entendimiento. Por tanto su Hacedor no tendrá de él misericordia, ni se compadecerá de él el que lo formó.
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When its twigs are dry, they are broken off and women come and make fires with them. For this is a people without understanding; so their Maker has no compassion on them, and their Creator shows them no favor.