F or the iniquity of his covetousness was I wroth, and smote him; I hid me, and was wroth, and he went on backslidingly in the way of his heart.
Por la iniquidad de su codicia me enojé, y le herí, escondí mi rostro y me indigné; y él siguió rebelde por el camino de su corazón.
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