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| 57:1 | 
                                 
                                    The righteous perish, and no one ponders it in his heart; devout men are taken away, and no one understands that the righteous are taken away to be spared from evil.
                                 
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| 57:2 | 
                                 
                                    Those who walk uprightly enter into peace; they find rest as they lie in death.
                                 
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| 57:3 | 
                                 
                                    "But you--come here, you sons of a sorceress, you offspring of adulterers and prostitutes!
                                 
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| 57:4 | 
                                 
                                    Whom are you mocking? At whom do you sneer and stick out your tongue? Are you not a brood of rebels, the offspring of liars?
                                 
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| 57:5 | 
                                 
                                    You burn with lust among the oaks and under every spreading tree; you sacrifice your children in the ravines and under the overhanging crags.
                                 
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| 57:6 | 
                                 
                                    The idols among the smooth stones of the ravines are your portion; they, they are your lot. Yes, to them you have poured out drink offerings and offered grain offerings. In the light of these things, should I relent?
                                 
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| 57:7 | 
                                 
                                    You have made your bed on a high and lofty hill; there you went up to offer your sacrifices.
                                 
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| 57:8 | 
                                 
                                    Behind your doors and your doorposts you have put your pagan symbols. Forsaking me, you uncovered your bed, you climbed into it and opened it wide; you made a pact with those whose beds you love, and you looked on their nakedness.
                                 
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| 57:9 | 
                                 
                                    You went to Molech with olive oil and increased your perfumes. You sent your ambassadors far away; you descended to the grave itself!
                                 
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| 57:10 | 
                                 
                                    You were wearied by all your ways, but you would not say, `It is hopeless. 'You found renewal of your strength, and so you did not faint.
                                 
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| 57:11 | 
                                 
                                    "Whom have you so dreaded and feared that you have been false to me, and have neither remembered me nor pondered this in your hearts? Is it not because I have long been silent that you do not fear me?
                                 
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| 57:12 | 
                                 
                                    I will expose your righteousness and your works, and they will not benefit you.
                                 
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| 57:13 | 
                                 
                                    When you cry out for help, let your collection of idols save you! The wind will carry all of them off, a mere breath will blow them away. But the man who makes me his refuge will inherit the land and possess my holy mountain."
                                 
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| 57:14 | 
                                 
                                    And it will be said: "Build up, build up, prepare the road! Remove the obstacles out of the way of my people."
                                 
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| 57:15 | 
                                 
                                    For this is what the high and lofty One says-- he who lives forever, whose name is holy: "I live in a high and holy place, but also with him who is contrite and lowly in spirit, to revive the spirit of the lowly and to revive the heart of the contrite.
                                 
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| 57:16 | 
                                 
                                    I will not accuse forever, nor will I always be angry, for then the spirit of man would grow faint before me-- the breath of man that I have created.
                                 
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| 57:17 | 
                                 
                                    I was enraged by his sinful greed; I punished him, and hid my face in anger, yet he kept on in his willful ways.
                                 
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| 57:18 | 
                                 
                                    I have seen his ways, but I will heal him; I will guide him and restore comfort to him,
                                 
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| 57:19 | 
                                 
                                    creating praise on the lips of the mourners in Israel. Peace, peace, to those far and near," says the LORD. "And I will heal them."
                                 
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| 57:20 | 
                                 
                                    But the wicked are like the tossing sea, which cannot rest, whose waves cast up mire and mud.
                                 
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| 57:21 | 
                                 
                                    "There is no peace," says my God, "for the wicked."
                                 
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