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The Servant, Hope of Israel

50 Thus says the Lord:

Where is the certificate of divorce
    by which I sent your mother away?
Or to which of My creditors
    did I sell you?
For your iniquities you were sold,
    and for your transgressions your mother was sent away.
Why, when I came, was there no man?
    When I called, was there no one to answer?
Is My hand so short that it cannot redeem?
    Or have I no power to deliver?
Indeed, at My rebuke I dry up the sea,
    I make the rivers a wilderness;
Their fish stink because there is no water,
    and die for thirst.
I clothe the heavens with blackness,
    and I make sackcloth their covering.

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