Папулярныя біблейскія вершы з Isaiah 47

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You are weary from all your consultations; let the astrologers stand up and save you, those who gaze at the stars, and predict what will happen to you at each new moon.

They are just like stubble; the fire burns them. They won’t save themselves from the powerful flames. This is no warming ember or fire to sit beside.