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They are all hot as an oven, and have devoured their shofetim; all their melachim are fallen; there is none among them that calleth unto Me.

Ephrayim, he hath mixed himself among the people; Ephrayim is a flat cake not turned over.

Zarim have devoured his ko’ach, and he knoweth it not; yea, gray hairs are sprinkled upon him, yet he hath no da’as.

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