14 And my hand reached to the riches of the peoples like a (A)nest,
And as one gathers abandoned eggs, I gathered all the earth;
And there was not one that flapped its wing or opened its beak or chirped.”

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“I was angry with My people,
I profaned My heritage
And gave them into your hand.
You did not show mercy to them,
On the (A)aged you made your yoke very heavy.

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