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Even to your old age I will be the same,
until you are gray I will carry you.
I have done it; I will bear you;
I will carry you; I will deliver you.
To whom will you liken Me,
or make Me equal or compare Me,
that we should be alike?
They lavish gold from a purse
and weigh out silver on the scales.
They hire a goldsmith so he makes a god.
They bow down. Yes, they worship it.

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