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Surely the vineyard of the LORD of Hosts is the House of Israel. And the men of Judah are His pleasant plant. And he looked for judgment—but behold, oppression; for righteousness—but behold, a crying.

Woe to those who join house to house, lay field to field, until there is no place that you may be placed by yourselves in the midst of the Earth.

“If not,” the LORD of Hosts said in my ears, “surely many houses shall be desolate, great and fair, without inhabitant.

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