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21     the people which I formed for myself,
    that they might declare my praise.

22 Yet you have not called on me, Jacob;
    but you have been weary of me, Israel.

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For we have all become like one who is unclean,
    and all our righteousness is like a polluted garment.
We all fade like a leaf;
    and our iniquities, like the wind, take us away.
There is no one who calls on your name,
    who stirs himself up to take hold of you;
for you have hidden your face from us,
    and have consumed us by means of our iniquities.

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