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Then I said,

“Woe is me! I am doomed.
    For I am a man of unclean lips,
and I live among a people of unclean lips,
    yet my eyes have seen the King, the Lord of hosts.”

Then one of the seraphim flew to me, holding in his hand a burning coal that he had removed from the altar with a pair of tongs. He touched my mouth with it and said,

“Now that this has touched your lips,
    your guilt has been removed
    and your sin has been blotted out.”

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