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16 I put my words in your mouth
    and hid you in the shadow of my hand,
    stretching out[a] the heavens, founding the earth,
    and saying to Zion, “You are my people.”

Wake yourself, Jerusalem

17 Wake yourself, wake yourself!
    Rise up, Jerusalem,
    who drank the cup of wrath from the Lord’s hand.
    You drank; you drained the goblet of reeling.
18     There’s no one to guide her among all the children she bore;
    there’s no one to take her by the hand among all the children she raised.

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  1. Isaiah 51:16 Or planting