Therefore thus says the Lord GOD; Woe to the bloody city, to the pot whose scum is in it, and whose scum has not gone out of it! bring it out piece by piece; let no lot fall upon it.
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George Leo Haydock
AD 1849
Rust: the inveterate malice of the city, ver. 12.
Upon it. Hurl the pieces of meat out of the pot, without any choice. (Calmet)
All the people shall feel my indignation, the rich as well as the poor, ver. 13. (Haydock)
