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Why, when I came, was there no one?
    When I called, why was there no one to answer?
Is my hand shortened at all, that it can’t redeem?
    Or have I no power to deliver?
Behold, at my rebuke I dry up the sea.
    I make the rivers a wilderness.
    Their fish stink because there is no water, and die of thirst.
I clothe the heavens with blackness.
    I make sackcloth their covering.”

The Lord Yahweh has given me the tongue of those who are taught,
    that I may know how to sustain with words him who is weary.
He awakens morning by morning,
    he awakens my ear to hear as those who are taught.

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