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I was furious with My people;
I profaned My inheritance
And gave them into your hand.
You did not show compassion to them,
On the (A)aged you made your yoke very heavy.
Yet you said, ‘I will be a (B)queen forever.’
These things you did not (C)put on your heart
Nor remember the (D)outcome of [a]them.

“So now, hear this, you (E)sensual one,
Who (F)sits securely,
Who says in [b]your heart,
(G)I am, and there is no one besides me.
I will (H)not sit as a widow,
Nor know loss of children.’

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Footnotes

  1. Isaiah 47:7 Lit it
  2. Isaiah 47:8 Lit her