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They trample the head of the poor
    into the dust of the earth,
    and push the oppressed out of the way.
A man and his father go in to the same woman,
    profaning My holy name.
They recline by every altar
    on garments taken in pledge,
and in the house of their gods
    they drink the wine from those who have been fined.

Yet it was I who destroyed the Amorite before them,
    whose height was like the height of the cedars.
    He was strong as the oaks,
yet I destroyed his fruit above
    and his roots below.

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