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13 Over the ground of my people thorn [and] brier go up, || Surely over all houses of joy of the exulting city, 14 The palace has been left, || The multitude of the city forsaken, || Fort and watchtower have been for dens for all time, || A joy of wild donkeys—a pasture of herds; Isaiah 32:13-14, Literal Standard Version. Copyright © 2020 Covenant Press.
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