This I will
tell you—I’ll swear by a powerful oath upon it,
yes, by
this staff, which will never again grow leaves or branches
235 now that it’s
gone from the trunk from which it was cut in the mountains,
nor will it
ever sprout and blossom again, for the bronze has
stripped it
of leaves and bark, and today the sons of Achaea
bear it in
hand when they pass down judgments, those who uphold the
customs of
God—and this is the powerful oath I have sworn by:
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