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If the ax is blunt, and one doesn't sharpen the edge, then he must use more strength; but skill brings success.

The words of a wise man's mouth are gracious; but a fool is swallowed by his own lips.

Yes, if a man lives many years, let him rejoice in them all; But let him remember the days of darkness, for they shall be many. All that comes is vanity.

Rejoice, young man, in your youth, And let your heart cheer you in the days of your youth, And walk in the ways of your heart, And in the sight of your eyes; But know that for all these things God will bring you into judgment.

I am dark, but lovely, You daughters of Yerushalayim, Like Kedar's tents, Like Shlomo's curtains.

By night on my bed, I sought him whom my soul loves. I sought him, but I didn't find him.

I will get up now, and go about the city; In the streets and in the squares I will seek him whom my soul loves. I sought him, but I didn't find him.

I was asleep, but my heart was awake. It is the voice of my beloved who knocks: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; For my head is filled with dew, My hair with the dampness of the night.

I opened to my beloved; But my beloved left; gone away. My heart went out when he spoke. I looked for him, but I didn't find him. I called him, but he didn't answer.

The ox knows his owner, And the donkey his master's crib; But Yisra'el doesn't know, My people don't consider.

But if you refuse and rebel, you shall be devoured with the sword; For the mouth of the LORD has spoken it."

How the faithful city has become a prostitute! She was full of justice; righteousness lodged in her, But now murderers.

But the destruction of transgressors and sinners shall be together, And those who forsake the LORD shall be consumed.

He dug it up, Gathered out its stones, Planted it with the choicest vine, Built a tower in its midst, And also cut out a winepress therein. He looked for it to yield grapes, But it yielded wild grapes.

I will lay it a wasteland. It won't be pruned nor hoed, But it will grow briers and thorns. I will also command the clouds that they rain no rain on it.

For the vineyard of the LORD of Hosts is the house of Yisra'el, And the men of Yehudah his pleasant plant: And he looked for justice, but, behold, oppression; For righteousness, but, behold, a cry of distress.

The harp and the lute, the tambourine and the pipe, and wine, are [in] their feasts; but they don't regard the work of the LORD, neither have they considered the operation of his hands.

but the LORD of Hosts is exalted in justice, and God the Holy One is sanctified in righteousness.

Therefore is the anger of the LORD kindled against his people, and he has stretched forth his hand against them, and has struck them; and the mountains tremble, and their dead bodies are as refuse in the midst of the streets. For all this his anger is not turned away, but his hand is stretched out still.

He said, "Go, and tell this people, 'You hear indeed, but don't understand; and you see indeed, but don't perceive.'