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Therefore thus says the Lord God:

Woe to the bloody city,
    the pot whose crud is in it,
    whose crud has not gone out of it!
Empty it piece by piece,
    making no choice at all.[a](A)

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  1. 24.6 Heb piece, no lot has fallen on it

“‘For this is what the Sovereign Lord says:

“‘Woe(A) to the city of bloodshed,(B)
    to the pot now encrusted,
    whose deposit will not go away!
Take the meat out piece by piece
    in whatever order(C) it comes.(D)

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Therefore thus says the Lord God:

Woe to the bloody city!
    I will even make the pile great.(A)

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“‘Therefore this is what the Sovereign Lord says:

“‘Woe to the city of bloodshed!
    I, too, will pile the wood high.

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