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The burden against the Wilderness of the Sea. As whirlwinds in the South pass through, So it comes from the desert, from a terrible land.
2
A distressing vision is declared to me; The treacherous dealer deals treacherously, And the plunderer plunders. Go up, O Elam! Besiege, O Media! All its sighing I have made to cease.
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Therefore my loins are filled with pain; Pangs have taken hold of me, like the pangs of a woman in labor. I was distressed when I heard it; I was dismayed when I saw it.
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My heart wavered, fearfulness frightened me; The night for which I longed He turned into fear for me.
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Prepare the table, Set a watchman in the tower, Eat and drink. Arise, you princes, Anoint the shield!
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For thus has the Lord said to me: "Go, set a watchman, Let him declare what he sees."