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buy the poor for silver,
    the needy for a pair of sandals!
We’ll even sell the refuse of the grain!’”
Adonai swore by the Pride of Jacob:
“Never will I forget all their deeds!
Will not the land tremble over this?
Will not all who dwell in it mourn?
Yes, it will rise up like all the Nile
—it will surge and sink again like the Nile of Egypt.”

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