Isaiah 1:7-9
7Your aland is desolate,Your cities are burned with fire,
Your fields— strangers are devouring them in your presence;
It is desolation, as overthrown by strangers.
8The daughter of Zion is left like a shelter in a vineyard,
Like a watchman’s hut in a cucumber field, like a besieged city.
9 bUnless the Lord of hosts
Had left us a few csurvivors,
We would be like dSodom,
We would be like Gomorrah.
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