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We can buy the poor man for silver
    and the needy for a pair of sandals;
    we can even sell the refuse of the wheat.”
The Lord has sworn by the pride of Jacob:
    Never will I forget any of their deeds.
Will not the land tremble because of this?
    Will not everyone mourn who dwells in it?
The whole earth will rise like the Nile,
    swelling and then subsiding
    like the River of Egypt.

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