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15 Yet my people have forgotten me.
They burn incense to false gods,
    that make them stumble in their ways,
    in the ancient paths.
They walk on side roads,
on roads not built up.
16 They make their land something horrible,
a target of lasting contempt.[a]
Everyone who passes by will be horrified and shake his head.
17 Like the east wind I will scatter them in front of their enemies.
I will show them my back and not my face on the day of their calamity.

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  1. Jeremiah 18:16 Literally hissing