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I will lay it a wasteland.
    It won’t be pruned or hoed,
    but it will grow briers and thorns.
    I will also command the clouds that they rain no rain on it.”
For the vineyard of Yahweh of Armies is the house of Israel,
    and the men of Judah his pleasant plant:
    and he looked for justice, but, behold, oppression;
    for righteousness, but, behold, a cry of distress.

Woe to those who join house to house,
    who lay field to field, until there is no room,
    and you are made to dwell alone in the middle of the land!

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