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For thou hast uncovered, and art gone up from Me,

Thou hast enlarged thy bed,

And chosen thee of them

Whose bed thou lovedst,

Whose hand thou sawest.

⁹And thou wentest to the king with ointment,

And didst increase thy perfumes,

And didst send thine ambassadors far off,

Even down to the nether-world.

¹⁰Thou wast wearied with the length of thy way;

Yet saidst thou not: 'There is no hope';

Thou didst find a renewal of thy strength,

Therefore thou wast not affected.

¹¹And of whom hast thou been afraid and in fear,

That thou wouldest fail?

And as for Me, thou hast not remembered Me,

Nor laid it to thy heart.

Have not I held My peace even of long time?

Therefore thou fearest Me not.

¹²I will declare thy righteousness.

Thy works also—they shall not profit thee.

¹³When thou criest, let them that thou hast gathered deliver thee;

But the wind shall carry them all away,

A breath shall bear them off;

But he that taketh refuge in Me shall possess the land,

And shall inherit My holy mountain.

 

¹⁴And He will say:

Cast ye up, cast ye up, clear the way,

Take up the stumblingblock out of the way of My people.

¹⁵For thus saith the High and Lofty One

That inhabiteth eternity, whose name is Holy:

I dwell in the high and holy place,

With him also that is of a contrite and humble spirit,

To revive the spirit of the humble,

And to revive the heart of the contrite ones.

¹⁶For I will not contend for ever,

Neither will I be always wroth;

For the spirit that enwrappeth itself is from Me,

And the souls which I have made.

¹⁷For the iniquity of his covetousness was I wroth and smote him,

I hid Me and was wroth;

And he went on frowardly in the way of his heart.

¹⁸I have seen his ways, and will heal him;

I will lead him also, and requite with comforts him and his mourners.

¹⁹Peace, peace, to him that is far off and to him that is near,

Saith the Lord that createth the fruit of the lips;

And I will heal him.

²⁰But the wicked are like the troubled sea;

For it cannot rest, and its waters cast up mire and dirt.

²¹There is no peace,

Saith my God concerning the wicked.

 

58Cry aloud, spare not,

Lift up thy voice like a horn,

And declare unto My people their transgression,

And to the house of Jacob their sins.

²Yet they seek Me daily,

And delight to know My ways;

As a nation that did righteousness,

And forsook not the ordinance of their God,

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