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And I will make your cities waste, and bring your sanctuaries to desolation, and I will not smell the savor of your sweet odors.
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Написано Henry MacLagan
Verse 31. For pretended orderly arrangement of truths will be fully exposed as real vastation; all pretences of worship will be abandoned; neither will there be any more false appearances of peace and rest, and of what is grateful in worship.