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    Take the best of the flock.
Pile wood under the pot.
    Boil the pieces of meat
    until even the bones are cooked.

“‘This is what the Lord God says:

How terrible it will be for the city of murderers!
    How terrible it will be for the rusty pot!
    Its rust will not go away!
Take the meat out of it, piece by piece.
    Don’t choose any special piece.

“‘The blood from her killings is still in the city.
    She poured the blood on the bare rock.
She did not pour it on the ground
    where dust would cover it.

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    take the pick of the flock.(A)
Pile wood beneath it for the bones;
    bring it to a boil
    and cook the bones in it.(B)

“‘For this is what the Sovereign Lord says:

“‘Woe(C) to the city of bloodshed,(D)
    to the pot now encrusted,
    whose deposit will not go away!
Take the meat out piece by piece
    in whatever order(E) it comes.(F)

“‘For the blood she shed is in her midst:
    She poured it on the bare rock;
she did not pour it on the ground,
    where the dust would cover it.(G)

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