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I reached out my hands all day to a stubborn people,
who are walking in a way that is not good,
who follow their own ideas.
This people continually provokes me to anger, right to my face,
    by sacrificing in the groves,
    by burning incense on the bricks.
They sit in tombs
and keep their vigils all night.
They eat the flesh of pigs,
and broth made from unclean meat is in their pots.

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