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And the word of the Lord came to me, saying,
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"Son of man, set your face toward Jerusalem, preach against the holy places, and prophesy against the land of Israel;
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and say to the land of Israel, 'Thus says the Lord: "Behold, I am against you, and I will draw My sword out of its sheath and cut off both righteous and wicked from you.
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Because I will cut off both righteous and wicked from you, therefore My sword shall go out of its sheath against all flesh from south to north,
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that all flesh may know that I, the Lord, have drawn My sword out of its sheath; it shall not return anymore." '
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Sigh therefore, son of man, with a breaking heart, and sigh with bitterness before their eyes.
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And it shall be when they say to you, 'Why are you sighing?' that you shall answer, 'Because of the news; when it comes, every heart will melt, all hands will be feeble, every spirit will faint, and all knees will be weak as water. Behold, it is coming and shall be brought to pass,' says the Lord God."
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Again the word of the Lord came to me, saying,
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"Son of man, prophesy and say, 'Thus says the Lord!' Say: 'A sword, a sword is sharpened And also polished!
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Sharpened to make a dreadful slaughter, Polished to flash like lightning! Should we then make mirth? It despises the scepter of My Son, As it does all wood.
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And He has given it to be polished, That it may be handled; This sword is sharpened, and it is polished To be given into the hand of the slayer.'
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"Cry and wail, son of man; For it will be against My people, Against all the princes of Israel. Terrors including the sword will be against My people; Therefore strike your thigh.
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"Because it is a testing, And what if the sword despises even the scepter? The scepter shall be no more," says the Lord God.
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"You therefore, son of man, prophesy, And strike your hands together. The third time let the sword do double damage. It is the sword that slays, The sword that slays the great men, That enters their private chambers.
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I have set the point of the sword against all their gates, That the heart may melt and many may stumble. Ah! It is made bright; It is grasped for slaughter: