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And the miser -- his instruments [are] evil, He hath counselled wicked devices, To corrupt the poor with lying sayings, Even when the needy speaketh justly.
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And the noble counselled noble things, And he for noble things riseth up.
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Women, easy ones, rise, hear my voice, Daughters, confident ones, give ear [to] my saying,
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Days and a year ye are troubled, O confident ones, For consumed hath been harvest, The gathering cometh not.
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Tremble ye women, ye easy ones, Be troubled, ye confident ones, Strip and make bare, with a girdle on the loins,
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For breasts they are lamenting, For fields of desire, for the fruitful vine.
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Over the ground of my people thorn -- brier goeth up, Surely over all houses of joy of the exulting city,
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Surely the palace hath been left, The multitude of the city forsaken, Fort and watch-tower hath been for dens unto the age, A joy of wild asses -- a pasture of herds;
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Till emptied out on us is the Spirit from on high, And a wilderness hath become a fruitful field, And the fruitful field for a forest is reckoned.
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And dwelt in the wilderness hath judgment, And righteousness in the fruitful field remaineth.
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And a work of the righteousness hath been peace, And a service of the righteousness -- Keeping quiet and confidence unto the age.