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15 Lo, I have set thee for a new sharp threshing instrument, Possessing teeth, thou threshest mountains, And beatest small, and hills as chaff thou makest.

16 Thou winnowest them, and a wind lifteth them up, And a whirlwind scattereth them, And thou -- thou rejoicest in Jehovah, In the Holy One of Israel dost boast thyself.

17 The poor and the needy are seeking water, And there is none, Their tongue with thirst hath failed, I, Jehovah do answer them, The God of Israel -- I forsake them not.

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15 “See, I will make you into a threshing sledge,(A)
    new and sharp, with many teeth.
You will thresh the mountains(B) and crush them,
    and reduce the hills to chaff.(C)
16 You will winnow(D) them, the wind will pick them up,
    and a gale(E) will blow them away.(F)
But you will rejoice(G) in the Lord
    and glory(H) in the Holy One(I) of Israel.

17 “The poor and needy search for water,(J)
    but there is none;
    their tongues are parched with thirst.(K)
But I the Lord will answer(L) them;
    I, the God of Israel, will not forsake(M) them.

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