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thussays the LORD of hosts, 'Behold, I am sending upon them the sword, famine and pestilence, and I will make them like split-openfigs that cannot be eatendue to rottenness.
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'I will pursue them with the sword, with famine and with pestilence; and I will make them a terror to all the kingdoms of the earth, to be a curse and a horror and a hissing, and a reproach among all the nationswhere* I have driven them,