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Assyria can’t save us.
    We won’t ride on horses;
    neither will we say any more to the work of our hands, ‘Our gods!’
    for in you the fatherless finds mercy.”

“I will heal their waywardness.
    I will love them freely;
    for my anger is turned away from him.
I will be like the dew to Israel.
    He will blossom like the lily,
    and send down his roots like Lebanon.

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Assyria cannot save us;(A)
    we will not mount warhorses.(B)
We will never again say ‘Our gods’(C)
    to what our own hands have made,(D)
    for in you the fatherless(E) find compassion.”

“I will heal(F) their waywardness(G)
    and love them freely,(H)
    for my anger has turned away(I) from them.
I will be like the dew(J) to Israel;
    he will blossom like a lily.(K)
Like a cedar of Lebanon(L)
    he will send down his roots;(M)

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