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1 The righteous has perished, || And there is none laying [it] to heart, || And men of kindness are gathered, || Without any considering that from the face of evil || The righteous one is gathered. 2 He enters into peace, they rest on their beds, || [Each] is going straightforward. 3 “And you, come near here, || O sons of a sorceress, seed of an adulterer, || Even you commit whoredom. 4 Against whom do you sport yourselves? Against whom do you enlarge the mouth || [And] prolong the tongue? Are you not children of transgression? A false seed? Isaiah 57:1-4, Literal Standard Version. Copyright © 2020 Covenant Press.
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