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1Oh that my head were waters, and my eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of 2the daughter of my people!
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Oh that I had in the desert a travelers' lodging place, that I might leave my people and go away from them! For they are all 3adulterers, a company of 4treacherous men.
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5They bend their tongue like a bow; falsehood and not truth has grown strong in the land; for they proceed from evil to evil, 6and they do not know me, declares the LORD.
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7Let everyone beware of his neighbor, and put no trust in any brother, for every 8brother is a deceiver, and every neighbor 9goes about as a slanderer.
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Everyone deceives his neighbor, and no one speaks the truth; they have taught their tongue to speak lies; they weary themselves committing iniquity.
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Heaping oppression upon oppression, and deceit upon deceit, 10they refuse to know me, declares the LORD.
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Therefore thus says the LORD of hosts: "Behold, 11I will refine them and 12test them, for what else can I do, 13because of my people?