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That ye would be my people, and I should be your God; that ye would be my children, and I should be your father?
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I gathered you together, as a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings: but now, what shall I do unto you? I will cast you out from my face.
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When ye offer unto me, I will turn my face from you: for your solemn feastdays, your new moons, and your circumcisions, have I forsaken.
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I sent unto you my servants the prophets, whom ye have taken and slain, and torn their bodies in pieces, whose blood I will require of your hands, saith the Lord.
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Thus saith the Almighty Lord, Your house is desolate, I will cast you out as the wind doth stubble.