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Go up into the hill country,
    collect timber, and build the house
so that I may take pleasure in it
    and manifest my glory,
    says the Lord.
You expected much,
    but it proved to be little.
When you brought in the harvest,
    I blew it away.
And why did I do this?
    asks the Lord of hosts.
Because my house lies in ruins,
    while each of you is concerned
    only about your own house.
10 Therefore, the heavens have withheld their rain
    and the earth has withheld its crops.

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