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I am the one who withheld the rain from you
    while there were still three months before the harvest.
    I would send rain on one city,
    but on another city I would not send rain.
    One plot of ground would receive rain,
    but another plot, on which it did not rain, would dry up.
Whenever people from two or three cities staggered to another city to get water to drink,
    they would not have enough,
    but you did not return to me,
    declares the Lord.

I struck you with blight and mildew.
    Your many gardens, your vineyards, your fig trees,
    and your olive trees were devoured by locusts,
    but you did not return to me,
    declares the Lord.

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