24 Lo, ye 'are' of nothing, and your work of nought, An abomination -- it fixeth on you.
25 I have stirred up 'one' from the north, And he cometh, From the rising of the sun he calleth in My name, And he cometh in 'on' prefects as 'on' clay, And as a potter treadeth down mire.
26 Who hath declared from the first, and we know? And beforetime, and we say, 'Righteous?' yea, there is none declaring, Yea, there is none proclaiming, Yea, there is none hearing your sayings.
27 First to Zion, Behold, behold them, And to Jerusalem one proclaiming tidings I give,
28 And I see that there is no man, Yea, of these that there is no counsellor, And I ask them, and they return word:
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