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17 For the iniquity of his covetousness was I wroth, and smote him:
I hid me, and was wroth,
and he went on frowardly in the way of his heart.
18 I have seen his ways, and will heal him:
I will lead him also,
and restore comforts unto him and to his mourners.
19 I create the fruit of the lips;
Peace, peace to him that is far off,
and to him that is near, saith the Lord;
and I will heal him.

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