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All you beasts of the field, come to eat,
all you beasts in the forest.
10 His watchmen are all blind.
All of them know nothing.
All of them are mute dogs unable to bark,
dreamers lying down, lovers of slumber,
11 and the dogs are greedy—
    they never have enough.
They are shepherds with no discernment.
They have all turned to their own way,
    each to his own gain, one and all.

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