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27.3 :I water it every moment;
 * Lest Mine anger visit it,
 * I guard it night and day.
 * Fury is not in Me;
 * Would that I were as the briers and thorns in flame!
 * I would with one step burn it altogether.
 * Or else let him take hold of My strength,
 * That he may make peace with Me; yea, let him make peace with Me.
 * In days to come shall Jacob take root,
 * Israel shall blossom and bud;
 * And the face of the world shall be filled with fruitage.


 * Hath He smitten him as He smote those that smote him?
 * Or is he slain according to the slaughter of them that were slain by Him?
 * In full measure, when Thou sendest her away, Thou dost contend with her;
 * He hath removed her with His rough blast in the day of the east wind.
 * Therefore by this shall the iniquity of Jacob be expiated,
 * And this is all the fruit of taking away his sin:
 * When he maketh all the stones of the altar as chalkstones that are beaten in pieces,
 * So that the Asherim and the sun-images shall rise no more.
 * For the fortified city is solitary,
 * A habitation abandoned and forsaken, like the wilderness;
 * There shall the calf feed, and there shall he lie down,
 * And consume the branches thereof
 * When the boughs thereof are withered,
 * They shall be broken off;
 * The women shall come, and set them on fire;
 * For it is a people of no understanding;
 * Therefore He that made them will not have compassion upon them,
 * And He that formed them will not be gracious unto them.


 * And it shall come to pass in that day,
 * That the will beat off [His fruit]
 * From the flood of the River unto the Brook of Egypt,
 * And ye shall be gathered one by one, O ye children of Israel.


 * And it shall come to pass in that day,
 * That a great horn shall be blown;
 * And they shall come that were lost in the land of Assyria,
 * And they that were dispersed in the land of Egypt;
 * And they shall worship the in the holy mountain at Jerusalem.


 * Woe to the crown of pride of the drunkards of Ephraim,
 * And to the fading flower of his glorious beauty,
 * Which is on the head of the fat valley of them that are smitten down with wine!
 * Behold, the Lord hath a mighty and strong one,
 * As a storm of hail, a tempest of destruction,
 * As a storm of mighty waters overflowing,
 * That casteth down to the earth with violence.
 * The crown of pride of the drunkards of Ephraim
 * Shall be trodden under foot;