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21 Set thee up waymarks, make thee high heaps:
set thine heart toward the highway,
even the way which thou wentest:
turn again, O virgin of Israel,
turn again to these thy cities.
22 How long wilt thou go about,
O thou backsliding daughter?
for the Lord hath created a new thing in the earth,
A woman shall compass a man.

23 Thus saith the Lord of hosts, the God of Israel; As yet they shall use this speech in the land of Judah and in the cities thereof, when I shall bring again their captivity; The Lord bless thee, O habitation of justice, and mountain of holiness.

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