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And I arose, and went forth into the valley, and behold, the glory of Jehovahstood there, like the glory which I saw by the river Chebar; and I fell on my face.
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"Jerusalem, Jerusalem, who kills the prophets, and stones those who are sent to her! How often I would have gathered your children together, even as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, and you would not!