49
I will send plagues upon thee; widowhood, poverty, famine, sword, and pestilence, to waste thy houses with destruction and death.
50
And the glory of thy Power shall be dried up as a flower, the heat shall arise that is sent over thee.
51
Thou shalt be weakened as a poor woman with stripes, and as one chastised with wounds, so that the mighty and lovers shall not be able to receive thee.
52
Would I with jealousy have so proceeded against thee, saith the Lord,
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If thou hadst not always slain my chosen, exalting the stroke of thine hands, and saying over their dead, when thou wast drunken,
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Set forth the beauty of thy countenance?
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The reward of thy whoredom shall be in thy bosom, therefore shalt thou receive recompence.
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Like as thou hast done unto my chosen, saith the Lord, even so shall God do unto thee, and shall deliver thee into mischief
57
Thy children shall die of hunger, and thou shalt fall through the sword: thy cities shall be broken down, and all thine shall perish with the sword in the field.
58
They that be in the mountains shall die of hunger, and eat their own flesh, and drink their own blood, for very hunger of bread, and thirst of water.
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Thou as unhappy shalt come through the sea, and receive plagues again.