15 I make waste mountains and hills, And all their herbs I dry up, And I have made rivers become isles, And ponds I dry up.
16 And I have caused the blind to go, In a way they have not known, In paths they have not known I cause them to tread, I make a dark place before them become light, And unlevelled places become a plain, These 'are' the things I have done to them, And I have not forsaken them.
17 Removed backward -- utterly ashamed, Are those trusting in a graven image, Those saying to a molten image, 'Ye 'are' our gods.'
18 Ye deaf, hear; and ye blind, look to see.
19 Who 'is' blind but My servant? And deaf as My messenger I send? Who 'is' blind as he who is at peace, Yea, blind, as the servant of Jehovah?
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