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Who will have pity on you, Jerusalem?
Who will mourn for you?
Who will turn back to ask how you are?
You have rejected me, declares the Lord.
You have turned away from me.
So I will stretch out my hand against you and destroy you.
I am weary of showing compassion.
I will scatter them with a winnowing fork at the gates of the land.
I will make them childless.
I will destroy my people,
because they have not changed their ways.

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