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Because ye were glad, because ye rejoiced destroying my heritage, because ye filled yourselves as a heifer on grass and neighed like horses;
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your mother was sore confounded; she that bore you was ashamed: see here the latter end of the Gentiles: wilderness, dry land, and desert.
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Because of the wrath of the LORD,
she shall not be inhabited, but she shall be completely desolate; every one that goes by Babylon shall be astonished and hiss at all her plagues.
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Put yourselves in array against Babylon round about; all ye that bend the bow, shoot at her, spare no arrows; for she has sinned against the LORD.
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Shout against her round about; she has given her hand; her foundations are fallen; her walls are thrown down: for it
is the vengeance of the LORD; take vengeance upon her; as she has done, do unto her.