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But draw near to here, you sons of a sorceress,
    offspring of an adulterer and prostitute.
Whom do you mock?
    Against whom do you open wide your mouth
    and stick out your tongue?
Are you not children of transgression,
    offspring of falsehood,
inflaming yourselves with idols
    under every green tree,
slaying the children in the valleys
    under the clefts of the rocks?

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