I smote; my hand was visible in your losses, scarcity, and disappointments. You; the persons put for their labours, their corn, vines, and olives. With blasting; burning and scorching winds, that blasted all. With mildew; with too much clammy moisture, that like glue cleaves to fruits, and turns to a corrupting of them. With hail; which in these colder countries many times by its violence destroys corn, fruits, and trees, but in those countries doth it oftener. Now here was in these somewhat more of the hand of God, and so the punishment was, as more grievous, so more visible. All the labours; in your ploughing and sowing for harvest, in planting of olives and vines for a vintage. You turned not to me; you did not see my hand, though you felt it, you did not repent of your sinful neglect of me, my worship, and temple, nor thought of building my house. Saith the Lord; this attested with God's own hand for witness hereto.

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