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24 Lo, ye [are] of nothing, and your work of nought, An abomination -- it fixeth on you.

25 I have stirred up [one] from the north, And he cometh, From the rising of the sun he calleth in My name, And he cometh in [on] prefects as [on] clay, And as a potter treadeth down mire.

26 Who hath declared from the first, and we know? And beforetime, and we say, `Righteous?' yea, there is none declaring, Yea, there is none proclaiming, Yea, there is none hearing your sayings.

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24 But you are less than nothing(A)
    and your works are utterly worthless;(B)
    whoever chooses you is detestable.(C)

25 “I have stirred(D) up one from the north,(E) and he comes—
    one from the rising sun who calls on my name.
He treads(F) on rulers as if they were mortar,
    as if he were a potter treading the clay.
26 Who told of this from the beginning,(G) so we could know,
    or beforehand, so we could say, ‘He was right’?
No one told of this,
    no one foretold(H) it,
    no one heard any words(I) from you.

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