Woe to the “sinful nation”, a people whose guilt is great, a brood of evildoers, children given to corruption, blasphemy, boils, weals, fresh wounds, all is destroyed, God is tired of sacrifice.
New moon, festivals, frivolity burdens me He looks away.
Magic, idol-worship, thieving companions and others.
The thin oak will (burn) be like them
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