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# Chapter 50
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1 Thus says the Lord:
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“Where is your mother's certificate of divorce,
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with which I sent her away?
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Or which of my creditors is it
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to whom I have sold you?
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Behold, for your iniquities you were sold,
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and for your transgressions your mother was sent away.
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2 Why, when I came, was there no man;
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why, when I called, was there no one to answer?
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Is my hand shortened, that it cannot redeem?
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Or have I no power to deliver?
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Behold, by my rebuke I dry up the sea,
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I make the rivers a desert;
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their fish stink for lack of water
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and die of thirst.
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3 I clothe the heavens with blackness
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and make sackcloth their covering.”
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4 The Lord God has given me
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the tongue of those who are taught,
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that I may know how to sustain with a word
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him who is weary.
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Morning by morning he awakens;
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he awakens my ear
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to hear as those who are taught.
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5 The Lord God has opened my ear,
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and I was not rebellious;
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I turned not backward.
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6 I gave my back to those who strike,
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and my cheeks to those who pull out the beard;
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I hid not my face
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from disgrace and spitting.
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7 But the Lord God helps me;
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therefore I have not been disgraced;
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therefore I have set my face like a flint,
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and I know that I shall not be put to shame.
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8 He who vindicates me is near.
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Who will contend with me?
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Let us stand up together.
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Who is my adversary?
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Let him come near to me.
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9 Behold, the Lord God helps me;
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who will declare me guilty?
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Behold, all of them will wear out like a garment;
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the moth will eat them up.
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10 Who among you fears the Lord
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and obeys the voice of his servant?
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Let him who walks in darkness
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and has no light
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trust in the name of the Lord
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and rely on his God.
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11 Behold, all you who kindle a fire,
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who equip yourselves with burning torches!
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Walk by the light of your fire,
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and by the torches that you have kindled!
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This you have from my hand:
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you shall lie down in torment. |