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Shake thyself from the dust;
arise, and sit down, O Jerusalem:
loose thyself from the bands of thy neck,
O captive daughter of Zion.
For thus saith the Lord,
Ye have sold yourselves for nought;
and ye shall be redeemed without money.
For thus saith the Lord God,
My people went down aforetime into Egypt to sojourn there;
and the Assyrian oppressed them without cause.

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