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Oh, Ariel, Ariel, town where David encamped! Year by year, let the festivals come around—
2
but I will oppress Ariel. There will be mourning and lamentation; she will be like an Ariel to me.
3
I will surround you like a wall, and I will lay a siege against you with assault towers, and I will raise up siegeworks against you.
4
You will be brought down; from the ground you will speak; from low in the dust your speech will come. Your voice will be like a ghost's from the earth; from the dust your words will whisper.
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But your many enemies will be like fine dust, the terrible horde like passing chaff. Suddenly, in an instant,