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22 (A)Your silver has become dross,
    your best wine mixed with water.

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19 Therefore thus says the Lord God: Because you have all become dross, therefore, behold, I will gather you into the midst of Jerusalem. 20 As one gathers silver and bronze and iron and lead and tin into a furnace, (A)to blow the fire on it in order to melt it, so I will gather you (B)in my anger and in my wrath, and I will put you in and melt you.

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