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11 Then he said unto me, Son of man, these bones are the whole house of Israel: behold, they say, Our bones are dried, and our hope is lost: we are cut off for our parts.
15 And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?
14 And I will satiate the soul of the priests with fatness, and my people shall be satisfied with my goodness, saith the LORD.