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11 He hath made it become a desolation, The desolation hath mourned unto Me, Desolated hath been all the land, But there is no one laying it to heart.

12 On all high places in the plain have spoilers come in, For the sword of Jehovah is consuming, From the end of the land even unto the end of the land, There is no peace to any flesh.

13 They sowed wheat, and have thorns reaped, They have become sick -- they profit not, And they have been ashamed of your increases, Because of the fierceness of the anger of Jehovah.

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11 It will be made a wasteland,(A)
    parched and desolate before me;(B)
the whole land will be laid waste
    because there is no one who cares.
12 Over all the barren heights in the desert
    destroyers will swarm,
for the sword(C) of the Lord(D) will devour(E)
    from one end of the land to the other;(F)
    no one will be safe.(G)
13 They will sow wheat but reap thorns;
    they will wear themselves out but gain nothing.(H)
They will bear the shame of their harvest
    because of the Lord’s fierce anger.”(I)

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