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14 They do not cry to Me with their heart
    when they howl on their beds.
They gather together for grain and wine,
    they rebel against Me.
15 Though I trained and strengthened their arms,
    yet they devise mischief against Me.
16 They return, but not to the Most High.
    They are like a loose bow.
Their princes will fall by the sword
    for the rage of their tongue.
This will be their derision
    in the land of Egypt.

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